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[  .  OCT  r?r  ^'36 

BAPTIST  HOTN  BOOK, 


A  LARGE  AND  CHOICE  COLLECTION 


O  F 

f  siite,  f  puis  aiiJr  Sj)iritttiil  .§0113.5, 

ADAPTED     TO     THE 

FAITH    AND    ORDER 

OF    THE 

Old  School,  or  Primitive  Baptists, 

IN    THE 

Hultelr  0tate0  of  2lmcnca, 

CAREFULLY  SELECTED  FROM  VARIOUS    AUTU01S6, 
AND  PUELISHED  BY 

GILBERT    BEEBE. 


"let  THE  INHABITANTS  OF  THE  ROCK   SING." 

Isaiah  xlii.   11. 


PUBLISHED  AND  SOLD  AT  THE  OFFICK  OF  THE 
''SIGNS  OP  THE  TIMES,"  MIDDLETOWX,  X.  Y. 

18-6  9, 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in 

the  year  1858, 

BY    GILBERT    BEEBE, 

In   the  Clerk's  Office  of  the   District  Court  of  the 

United  States  for  the  Southern  District  of 

New  York. 


stereotyped  by  VINCENT  DILL, 

No's   i9  &  31  Beekiuan  St.,  N.  Y. 


PREFACE 


The  most  important  subject  that  ever  engaged 
the  attention  of  men  or  angels,  is  the  worship 
of  the  true  and  living  God  ;  it  is  that  in  wliicli 
the  saints  are  not  only  engaged  while  here  in 
tiie  house  of  their  pilgrimage,  but  it  is  lh;it  in 
which  they  hope  to  be  employed  in  the  uncloud- 
ed regions  of  glory.  When  God  delivered  us 
from  the  horrible  pit  and  miry  clay,  and  estab- 
lished our  goings,  he  also  put  a  new  song  in 
our  mouths  ;  even  praise  unto  his  name.  And 
when  John  saw  the  Lamb  standing  upon  Jloiint 
Zion,  he  saw  also  with  him  an  innumerable  com- 
pany employed  in  singing  the  new  song  before 
the  throne  of  the  Redeemer,  which  song  no 
man  could  learn  but  those  only  which  were  re- 
deemed from  the  earth.  And  none  but  the  re- 
deemed, regenerated,  called  and  spiritually 
taught  can  worship  God  in  the  spirit,  rejoice  in 
Christ  Jesus,  and  have  no  contidence  in  tlie 
flesh.  The  scriptures  teach  us,  that  two  requi- 
sites are  indispensable  to  the  acceptable  wor- 
ship of  God  ;  the  one  is  that  we  should  worsliip 
him  in  spi?it :  because  he  is  a  Spirit,  and  Avill 
have  none  other  to  worship  him;  and  the  other  is 
that  we  worship  him  in  truth  ;  for  he  is  the  God 
of  Truth.  If  the  vocal  sounds  of  music,  em- 
bellished by  all  the  accomplishments  of  science 
or  of  art,  could  qualify  us  for  spiritual  devotion, 
then  others  might  be  found,  besides  the  redeem- 
ed from  the  earth  to  join  in  the  songs  of  Zion  ; 
but  none  besides  that  company  who  are  born  of 
the  Spirit,  are  qualifled  to  sing  with  the  spirit ; 
and  in  the  absence  of  that  spirit,  God  cannot  be 
trnly  worshiped.  Nor  is  it  less  essential  or  in 
dispensableto  the  worship  of  God,  thathe  be  wor- 
shiped in  truth.  Xot  only  with  a  true  lieart, 
with  pure  and  honest  intentions  ;  but  that  which, 
should  be  the  theme  of  our  songs,  should  be 
th",  truth  as  it  is  in  Jesus.  The  accomplished 
vocalist,  without  a  particle  of  grace,  may  com- 


PREFACE. 

mancl  tlie  admiration  and  charm  the  animal  feel- 
ings of  all  lovers  of  music ;  and  the  natural 
passions  of  even  christians  may  be  stirred  and 
-vvarmed  by  the  animated  singing  of  \v0rd3 
which  are  far  from  being  in  accordance  with 
truth.  But  no  such  performances  will  be  ac- 
ceptable as  worship,  by  that  God  who  searches 
the  hearts  and  tries  the  reins  of  the  children  of 
men. 

With  these  convictions,  it  has  been  the  aim 
of  the  publisher  of  this  book,  to  select  only 
such  Psalms,  Hymns,  and  Spiritual  Songs,  as  ore 
in  harmony  with  the  spirit  and  truth  of  spiritnal 
devotion.  Such  subjects  have  been  selected, 
and  such  onl}^  as,  in  the  judgment  of  the  com- 
piler, express  the  truth  of  God,  and  in  a  man- 
ner to  shew  forth  the  praises  of  Him  who  has 
called  us  out  of  darkness  into  his  marvellous 
light.  Such  subjects  generally  as  are  addressed 
to  God,  in  humble  but  grateful  acknowledg- 
ment of  his  being,  his  goodness,  and  his  great 
salvation,  avoiding  such  addresses  as  are  too 
frequently  made  to  the  unregenerated  sinner, 
as  being  altogether  out  of  place  when  used  un- 
der the  profession  of  worshiping  God.  The 
words  of  the  song  which  John  heard  the  re- 
deemed sing  were,  "  Great  and  marvellous  are 
thy  works.  Lord  God  Almighty;  just  and  true 
are  thy  waj's,  thou  King  of  saints."  And  siich 
in  substance,  should  be  the  theme  of  all  the 
children  of  God. 

God's  people  are  not  justifiable  in  using  in- 
appropriate words,  and  especially  such  words 
as  are  untrue,  in  their  devotional  exercises; 
for  they  are  admonished  to  sing  with  the  l'ndkr- 
STANDiNG,  as  Well as  with  the  spirit;  and  so  to 
make  melody  in  their  hearts  unto  the  Lord. 
Poems  have  been  introduced  into  books  which 
are  used  in  many  congregations,  that  are  not  on- 
\y  destitute  of  the  essential  sentiments  which  the 
spirit  of  pure  devotion  inspires,  but  actually 
express  doctrines  entirely  antagonistic  to  tlie 
doctrine  of  the  Bible.  Christians  should  never 
sing  what  they  do  not  believe  to  be  true. 

THE  PUBLISHER. 


PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 


PEEFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

1  L.  M.  ,      Watts. 

-*-  God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 

1  TT^TERNAL  Power  !  whose  high  abode 

f^J  Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
iiilinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
A\'kere  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  lowest  step  around  thy  seat, 
Piises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  ftivored  angel  tries 

To  reach  thine  height  with  woud'ring  eyes. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ! 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learnt  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But,  0  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below  ; 

Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  words  be  few  ; 
A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs. 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

0  L.  M.  Merrick. 
^        The  Divine  Perfections  celebrated. 

Psalms  Ixxxix.  cxlv. 

1  l^/fY  grateful  tongue,  immortal  King  ! 
1 Y  I    Th}'  mercy  shall  for  ever  sing ; 

My  verse  to  time's  remotest  day, 
Thy  truth  in  sacred  notes  display. 

2  O  say,  what  strength  shall  vie  with  thine  ? 
What  name  among  the  saints  divine, 

Of  equal  excellence  possessed. 

Thy  sovereignty,  great  God,  contest? 

3  Thee,  Lord,  heaven's  host  their  leader  own; 
Thee,  might  unbounded.  Thee  alone, 

With  endless  majesty  has  crown'd  ; 
And  faith  unsullied  vests  thee  round. 


6  PERFECTIONS 

4  The  heaven  above  and  earth  below, 
Thee,  Lord,  their  great  possessor,  kuoAV  : 
By  thee,  this  orb  to  being  rose, 

And  all  that  nature's  bounds  enclose. 

5  From  thee,  amid  the  aerial  space, 

The  north  and  south  assume  their  place  ; 
'Tis  thine  the  ocean's  rage  to  guide, 
And  ci^m  at  will  its  swelling  tide. 

6  0  bless'd  the  tribes,  whose  willing  ear 
Awakes  the  festal  shout  to  hear  ; 
Who  thankful  see,  where'er  they  tread, 
Tlij^  favoring  beams  around  them  spread. 

7  How  shall  they  joy,  from  day  to  day, 
Th}'  boundless  mercy  to  display, 
Th^'  righteousness,  indulgent  Lord, 
With  holy  confidence  record  ! 

8  0  wise  in  all  thy  works  !  thy  name 
Let  man's  whole  race  aloud  proclaim  ; 
And  grateful,  through  the  length  of  days, 
In  ceaseless  songs  repeat  thy  praise. 

O  L,  M.  Wattb. 

*-*         The  Incomprehensibility  of  God. 

OD  is  a  name  my  soul  adores — 
Th'  Almighty  Three,  the  Eternal  One  ! 
Nature  and  grace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confess  the  Infinite  unknown. 

2  From  thy  great  self  thy  being  springs  ; 
Thou  art  thy  own  original, 

Made  up  of  uncreated  things, 
And  self-sufficience  bears  them  all. 

3  Thy  voice  i^roduced  the  seas  and  spheres, 
Bid  the  Avaves  roar  and  planets  shine  ; 
But  nothing  like  thyself  appears 
Through  all  these  spacious  woks  of  thine. 

4  Still  restless  nature  dies  and  grows  ; 
J-'rom  change  to  change  the  creatures  run  ; 
Thy  being  no  succession  knows, 

And  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

5  Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall, 
And  worship  in  submissive  forms  ; 
Thy  presence  shakes  this  lower  ball. 
This  little  dwelling-place  of  worms. 

6  How  shall  affrighted  mortals  dare 
To  sing  thy  glory  or  thy  grace  ? 


'G- 


OF  GOD.  T 

Beneath  thy  feet  we  lie  so  far, 
And  see  but  shadows  of  thy  face  ! 

7  Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light  ? 
Who  can  approach  consuming  flame  ? 
None  but  thy  wisdom  knows  thy  might, 
None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name. 

A  L.  M.  Watts, 

^  God  svpreme  and  self-svfficieni. 

1  1 ITHAT  is  our  God,  or  what  his  name, 

VV    Nor  men  can  learn,  nor  angels  teach  ; 
He  dwells  conceal'd  in  radiant  flame, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  thoughts  can  reach. 

2  The  spacious  worlds  of  heavenly  light, 
Compar'd  with  him,  how  short  they  fall ! 
They  are  too  dark,  and  he  too  bright ; 
Nothing  are  they,  and  God  is  all. 

3  He  spoke  the  wondrous  word,  and  lo  ! 
Creation  rose  at  his  command  ; 
Whirlwinds  and  seas  their  limits  know, 
Bound  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 

4  There  rests  the  earth,  there  roll  the  splieres, 
There  nature  leans,  and  feels  her  prop  : 

But  his  own  self-suflQcience  bears 
The  weight  of  his  own  glories  up. 

5  The  tide  of  creatures  ebbs  and  flows. 
Measuring  their  changes  by  the  moon  : 
No  ebb  his  sea  of  glory  knows  ; 

His  age  is  one  eternal  noon, 

6  Then  fly,  my  song,  an  endless  round, 
The  lofty  tune  let  Gabriel  raise  ; 
All  nature  dwell  upon  the  sound. 
But  we  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  praise. 

K  L.  M.  N 

^       The  Truth  and  Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  'VT'B  humble  saints,  proclaim  abroad 

1     The  honors  of  a  faitliful  God  ;  , 

How  just  and  true  are  all  his  ways  ! 
How  much  above  your  liighest  praise  ! 

2  The  words  his  sacred  lips  declare. 
Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear  : 
What  should  him  tempt,  from  frailty  free 
Blest  in  his  self-sufficiency  ? 


6 


8  PERFECTIONS 

3  He  will  not  his  great  self  deny  ; 
A  God  all  truth  can  never  lie  : 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit 
As  break  his  oath,  or  word  forget. 

4  Let  frighten'd  rivers  change  their  course. 
Or  backward  hasten  to  their  source  ; 
Swift  through  the  air  let  rocks  be  hurl'd, . 
And  mountains  like  the  chaff  be  whirl'd  ; 

6  Let  suns  and  stars  forget  to  rise, 
Or  quit  their  stations  in  the  skies  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  both  pass  away, 
Eternal  truth  shall  ne'er  decay. 

6  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  men  had  done  : 
Blest  pledge  !  he  never  will  revoke 
A  single  promise  he  has  spoke. 

L.  M.  Beddome. 

The  Justice  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  /~1  BEAT  God,  my  Maker,  and  my  King, 
VX  Of  thee  I'll  speak,  of  thee  I'll  sing ; 
All  thou  hast  done,  and  all  thou  dost, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  just : 

2  Thy  ancient  thoughts,  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threat'nings  and  thy  promises. 
The  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell, 
What  angels  taste,  what  devils  feel : 

3  Thy  terrors,  and  thine  acts  of  grace. 
Thy  threat'ning  rod  and  smiling  face. 
Thy  wounding,  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  restor'd  : 

4  While  these  excite  my  fear  and  joy. 
While  these  my  tuneful  lips  employ  ; 
Accept,  0  Lord,  the  humble  song. 
The  tribute  of  a  ti'embling  tongue. 

7  .         C.  M. 

*         The  Holiness  of  God,  Isaiah  viii.  13. 

1  XXOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
JLjL  Of  our  eternal  King  : 
Tlirice  holy  Loi*d,  the  angels  cry  ; 

Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  Heaven's  brightest  lamps  with  him  compar'd, 

How  mean  they  look  and  dim  ! 

The  fairest  angels  have  their  spots, 

VVlien  once  compar'd  with  him. 


8 


OF  GOD.  9 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  Ms  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight ; 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 

4  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  0  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  hoty  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. ' 

b  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 
Wliom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

6  Thou  holy  God  !  preserve  my  soul 
From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

L.  M.  Williams. 

The  Unity  of  God,  Dent.  vi.  4. 

1  TT^TERXALGod!  Almighty  Cause 

l^J  Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws. 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  Being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possest, 
ControU'd  by  none  are  thy  commands. 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe  ; 

Let  heaven  and  earth  due  homage  pay  ; 

All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  tlirough  heathen  lands; 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command  ; 
And  I'eign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

Q  L.  M. 

^      The  Spirituality  of  God,  John  iv.  24. 

1  npHOU  art,  O  God !  a  Spirit  pure, 

I     Invisible  to  mortal  eyes  ; 
Th'  immortal,  and  the  eternal  King, 
The  great,  the  good,  the  only  wise. 

2  Whilst  nature  changes,  and  her  works 
Corrupt,  decay,  dissolve,  and  die, 
Thy  essence  pure  no  change  shall  see. 
Secure  of  immortality. 


10  PEKFECTIONS 

3  Thou  great  Invisible  !  "w^hat  hand 
Can  draw  thy  image  spotless  fair  ! 
To  what  in  heaven,  to  what  on  earth, 
Can  men  the  immortal  King  compare  ! 

4  Let  stupid  heathens  frame  their  gods 
Of  gold,  and  silver,  wood  and  stone  ; 
Ours  is  the  God  that  made  the  heavens  ; 
Jehovah  he,  and  God  alone. 

6  My  soul,  thy  purest  homage  pay, 
In  truth  and  spirit  him  adore  ; 
More  shall  this  please  than  sacrifice. 
Than  outward  forms  delight  him  more. 


10 


L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Eternity  of  God,  and  Man''s  Morlaliiy, 
Psalm  xc. 

ORD,  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God, 
All-powerful,  wise,  and  good,  and  just, 
In  every  age  their  safe  abode, 
Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  trust. 

2  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  spread  the  starry  heavens  abroad, 
Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earth, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  Great  Father  of  eternity. 

How  short  are  ages  in  thy  sight ! 
A  thousand  years  how  swift  they  fly  ! 
Like  one  short  silent  watch  of  night ! 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  soon  it  flies  ! 
Dream  of  an  hour,  how  short  our  bloom  ! 
Like  spring's  gay  verdure  now  we  rise 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  us  to  count  our  short'ning  days, 
And,  with  true  diligence,  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wisdom's  sacred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 

6  O  make  our  sacred  pleasures  rise. 
In  sweet  proportion  to  our  pains, 
'Till  e'en  the  sad  remembrance  dies, 
Nor  one  uneasy  thought  complains. 

7  [Let  thy  almighty  work  appear 
With  power  and  evidence  divine  ; 
And  may  the  bliss  thy  servants  share 
Continued  to  their  cluldren  shine. 


OF  GOD.  11 

8  Thy  glorious  image,  fair  imprest, 
Let  all  our  hearts  and  lives  declare  ; 
Beneath  thy  kind  protection  blest, 
May  all  our  labors  own  thy  care  !] 

11  L.  M.  Doddri.lge. 

■^ -^  The  Immutability  of  God,  and  the  Mala- 

bility  of  the  Creation,  Psalm  xii.  2.5-2S. 

1  /^  RE  AT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
vJT  Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  and  tremble  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  with  unsurpris'd  survey, 
Saw'st  nature  rising  yesterday  ; 
And,  as  to-morrow,  shall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  stars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  an  angel's  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  self-existent  light ; 
Which  shines,  with  undiminish'd  ray, 
While  suns  and  worlds  in  smoke  decay. 

4  Our  days  a  transient  period  run. 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun  ; 
And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise. 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  : 

6  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see. 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

19  CM.  Watts. 

-*-^  The  Infinite. 

1  npHY  names,  how  infinite  they  be  ! 

I    Great  Everlasting  One  ! 
Boundless  thy  might  and  majesty, 
And  unconfin'd  tliy  throne. 

2  Thy  glories  shine  of  wond'rous  size, 

And  wondrous  large  thy  grace  ; 
Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes, 
And  Gabriel  veils  his  face. 

3  Thine  essence  is  a  vast  abyss 

Which  angels  cannot  sound, 


12  PERFECTIONS 

An  ocean  of  infinities 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 
4  The  mysteries  of  creation  lie 

Beneath  enlighten'd  minds  ; 
Thoughts  can  ascend  above  the  sky, 

And  fly  before  the  winds  ; 

6  Reason  may  grasp  the  massy  hills, 
And  stretch  from  jjole  to  pole  ; 
But  half  thy  name  our  spirits  tills. 
And  overloads  the  soul. 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reason  swells, 
For  nothing's  found  in  thee 
But  boundless  Inconceivables, 
And  vast  Eternity. 

1  q  L.  M.  Merrick. 

-*-^  The  Power  and  Providence  of  God, 
Psalm  exxxv. 

1  A/'il  servants  of  your  God,  his  fame 

1     In  songs  of  highest  praise  proclaim  ; 
Ye  who,  on  his  commands  intent, 
The  courts  of  Israel's  Lord  frequent ; 

2  Him  praise — the  everlasting  King, 
And  mercy's  unexhausted  spring  : 
Haste,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear  ; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer? 

3  Thy  greatness.  Lord,  my  thoughts  attest, 
With  awful  gratitude  impress 'd. 

Nor  know,  among  the  seats  divine, 

A  power  that  shall  contend  with  thine  : 

4  O  Thou,  whose  all-disposing  sway 

The  heavens,  the  earth,  and  seas  obey  ; 
Wliose  might  through  all  extent  extends, 
Sinks  through  all  depth,  all  height  transcends; 

5  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
Now  bids  the  pregnant  vapors  rise  ; 
The  lightnings  pallid  sheet  expands  ; 

And  glads  with  showers  the  furrow'd  lands  ; 

6  Now,  from  thy  storehouse,  built  on  high, 
Permits  the  imjirison'd  winds  to  fly  ; 
And,  guided  by  thy  Avill,  to  sweep 

The  surface  of  the  foaming  deep  : 

7  Him  praise — the  everlasting  King, 
And  mercy's  unexhausted  spring  : 
Haste,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear  ; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  ? 


14 

L 


OF  GOD.  13 

•    CM. 
The  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience  of 
God,  Psalm  cxxxix. 

OED  !  tliou,  witli  an  unerring  beam, 
Surveyest  all  my  powers  ; 
My  rising  steps  are  watch'cl  by  tliee  ; 
By  thee,  my  resting  lionrs. 

2  My  thoughts,  scarce  struggling  into  birth, 

Great  God,  are  known  to  thee  : 
Abroad,  at  home,  still  I'm  enclos'd 
With  thine  immensity. 

3  To  thee,  the  labyrinths  of  life 

In  open  view  appear  ; 
Nor  steals  a  whisper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  listening  ear. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there  ; 

Before  me,  shines  thy  name  : 
And  'tis  thy  strong  almighty  hand 
Sustains  my  tender  frame. 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  essays 

Of  my  astonish'd  mind  ; 
Nor  can  my  reason's  soaring  eye 
Its  towering  summit  find. 

PAUSE. 

6  Where  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 

The  pinions  of  mj'^  flight  ? 
Or  where,  through  nature's  spacious  range, 
Shall  I  elude  thy  sight  ? 

7  Scal'd  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  soul : 
Plung'd  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 

8  If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray 

With  matchless  speed  I  rode, 
And  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  shore 
That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 

9  Thither  thine  hand,  all-present  God  ! 

Must  guide  the  wondrous  way. 
And  thine  Omnipotence  support 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 

10  Should  I  involve  myself  around 

With  clouds  of  tenfold  night. 
The  clouds  would  shine  like  blazing  noou 
Before  thy  piercing  sight. 


14  PERFECTIONS 

11  "  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 
Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee  !" 

1  !rL  CM.  Watts. 

-*-^  Divine  Sovereignty , 

1  T^EEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
_I\^  And  wait  j'our  Maker's  nod  ; 

My  soul  stands  trembling  while  slie  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chained  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  Eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book. 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  : 
And  there  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 
Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise  : 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

0  may  I  find  my  name 
Becorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb ! 


16 


7'8  Francis, 

The  Majesty  of  God. 

f^  LOEY  to  the  eternal  King, 
XJT  Clad  in  majesty  supreme  ! 
Let  all  heaven  his  praises  sing. 
Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim. 


OF  GOD.  15 

2  Tlirongh  eternitjf  lie  reigns 

In  unbounded  realms  of  light ; 
He  the  universe  sustains 
As  an  atom  in  his  sight. 

3  Suns  on  suns,  through  boundless  space, 
With  their  systems  move  or  stand  ; 

Or,  to  occupy  their  place, 
New  orbs  rise  at  his  command. 

4  Kingdoms  flourish,  empires  fall, 
Nations  live,  and  nations  die, 
All  forms  nothing,  nothing  all — 
At  the  movement  of  his  eye. 

5  0,  let  my  transported  soul 
Ever  on  his  glories  gaze  ; 
Ever  yield  to  his  control, 
Ever  sound  his  lofty  praise  ! 

"17  L.  M.  Beddorae. 

•*-  *  The  Wisdom  of  God. 

1  ITTTAIT,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ; 

VV    Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals  ; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  thi-one. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

g  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


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C.  M.  Steele 

The  goodness  of  God,  Nahum  i.  7. 

1  "\7"E  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

M     With  songs  of  sacred  praise. 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 


16  PERFECTIONS 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come ; 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
"With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  Almighty  love, 

What  honors  shall  we  raise  ! 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 


19 


C.  M.  Steele. 

God  is  love,  I  John,  iv.  8. 

1  A  MID  the  splendours  of  thy  state, 
J\.  My  God,  thy  love  appears 
With  the  soft  radiance  of  the  moon 

Among  a  thousand  stars. 

2  Nature  through  all  her  ample  round 

Thy  boimdless  povx'er  proclaims, 
And,  in  melodious  accent,  speaks 
The  goodness  of  thy  names. 

3  Thy  justice,  holiness,  and  truth, 

Our  solemn  awe  excite  ; 
But  tlie  sweet  charms  of  sovereign  grace 
O'erwhelm  us  with  delight. 

4  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire. 

Thunders  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
But  Sion  sings,  in  melting  notes. 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

5  In  all  thy  doctrine  and  commands, 

Tliy  counsels  and  designs, — 
In  ev'ry  work  thy  hands  have  fram'd. 
Thy  iove  supremely  shines. 

6  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 

Through  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  joyful,  and  transporting  news, 
Tliat  God  the  Lord  is  Lovie  I 


OP  GOD.  17 

OA  L.  M.  Meclle.Y. 

^^  The  Lomng- Kindness  of  the  Lord,  Psalms 

Ixiii.  7. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

J\.  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  0  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  0  how  great! 

3  Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  0  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  0  how  good  ! 

6  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  poAvers  must  faU  ; 
O  !  may  my  last  exqiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

OT  ll's  S . 

■^-^   The  Mercy  of  God,  Psalm  Ixxxix.  1. 

1  fTlHY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my 
X         song, 

The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the  last, 
Hath  won  my  affections, and  bound  my  soul  fast. 

2  Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here, 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair  ; 
But,  through  thy  free  goodness,  m}'^  spirits 

revive. 
And  he  that  first  made  me,  still  keeps  me 
alive. 


18  PERFECTIONS 

3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my  heart, 
WMch  wonders  to  feel    its    own    hardness 

depart ; 
Dissolv'd  b}"^  thy  goodness,  I  fall  to  the  ground ; 
And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I  foimd. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day 
To  the  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by  the 

way ; 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
Who  comes  seeking  mercy  for  Jesus'  sake. 
6  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell : 
Its  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell : 
'Twas  Jesus  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the 

•     tree, 
Who  opened  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies  !  thy  goodness  I  own. 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucified  Son  : 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  whisper  divine. 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteousness 
mine ! 

99  8.  ■  Watts. 

^-'  The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  T"  ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise 

i  J  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  ; 

His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 

His  wonders  to  the  nations  show. 
And  all  his  saving  Avorks  proclaim. 

2  The  heathen  know  thy  glorj'',  Lord  ; 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word, 

But  here  Jehovah's  name  is  known  : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made, 

Om-  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky. 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  ligiit ; 
His  beauties  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  Ms  saving  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name, 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness. 

And  in  Ms  courts  Ms  grace  proclaim. 


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OF  GOD.  19 

L.  M.  Watts. 

God  invisible. 


1  T  ORD,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals  blind, 

I  J  We  can't  behold  thy  briglit  abode  ; 
0  'tis  beyond  a  creature's  mind 
To  glance  a  thought  half  way  to  God. 

2  Infinite  leagues  be^^ond  the  sky 
The  Great  Eternal  reigns  alone, 
Where  neither  wings  nor  souls  can  fly, 
Nor  angels  climb  the  topless  throne. 

3  The  Lord  of  Glory  builds  his  seat 
Of  gems  incomparably  bright, 
And  lays  beneath  his  sacred  feet 
Substantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
Look  through,  and  cheer  us  from  above  ; 
Bej'ond  our  praise  thy  grandeur  flies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 


24 


C.  M.  Watts. 

God^s  JEterniiy. 

ISE,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 
Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, 
And  rouse  up  every  tuneful  sound 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread 

Jehovah  fill'd  liis  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angels  made, 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 

3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime  ; 
Eternity'' s  his  dwelling  place. 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow. 

The  present  and  the  past. 

He  fills  his  own  immortal  now, 

And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too. 

And  vast  destruction  come  ! 
The  creatures — look,  how  old  they  grow, 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom  ! 

6  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flames  melt  down  the  skies, 
My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 
When  th'  old  creation  dies. 


20  PERFECTIONS 

OfC  C.  M.  Watts. 

'^^  GocVs  eternal  Dominion. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  how  infinite  art  thou! 
VJT  Wliat  wortliless  •worms  are  we  ! 
Let  tlie  wliole  race  of  creature-^  bow 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Tliy  throne  eternally  has  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3.  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie 

To  thine  immense  survey, 

From  the  formation  of  the  sky 

To  the  great  burning  day. 

4.  Eternity  with  all  its  years 

Stands  present  in  th}'  view ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  caxes ; 
While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undisturb'd  affairs. 

6  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

OC\  L.  M.  Watts. 

•^  ^      The  Eternal  and  Sovereign  God. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light, 
fj    Girded  with  majesty  and  might: 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 

Still  on  its  fii-st  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  from  everlasting  stood. 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies  ; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 


OF  GOD.  21 

OY  (As  tlie  old  SOtli  Psalm.)         Watts. 

■^  •  The  same. 

1  fTlHE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  lie  reigns  on  high ; 

I    His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  ma- 
jesty ; 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  stablishedby  liis  hand: 
Long  stood  his  throne  ere  lie  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  til'  eternal  King  :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy  reign  : 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  Hoods  arise, 
And  roar  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies; 
Foaming  at  heaven,  they  rage  with  wild  com- 
motion, [ocean. 

But  heav'n's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling 

3  Ye  tempests  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods  be  still ; 
And  the  mad  world  submissive  to  his  Avill ; 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  liand  ; 
See  his  own  sons  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footstool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

OO  L.  M.  Watts. 

■"^  The  All-seeing  Eye. 

ORD  thouliastsearch'd  and  seemme  thro' ; 
Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  vieAV 
My  rising  and  retiring  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  op'ninglips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  tliy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast. 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

PAUSE  I. 

5  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
AVliere  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 


22  PERFECTIONS 

6  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st  enthroned  in  light ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains. 

7  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 
I  fly  bej-ond  the  western  sea, 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  th}'^  fugitive. 

8  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

PAUSE  II. 

9  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 
No  screen  from  thy  all-seeing  eyes ; 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Through  midnight  shades  as  blazing  noon. 

10 Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  spy. 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

11 '  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
'Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 
'  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
'  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there.' 


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C.  M.  Watt3. 

God  is  eoerywliere, 

1  XN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 

I    In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surroxmding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest. 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  by  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  0  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high, 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  1  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 


OP  GOD.  23 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

8  K  wiug'd  with  beams  of  morning-light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  west, 
Thy  hand  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night. 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law, 
"Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour 
Are  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee  ! 


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S.  M.  Watts. 

God's  awful  Power  and  Goodness. 
THE  almighty  Lord  ! 
How  matchless  is  his  power  ! 
Tremble,  0  earth,  beneath  his  word, 
While  all  the  heavens  adore. 


2  Let  proud  imperious  kings 
Bow  low  before  his  throne, 

Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things. 
Or  he  shall  tread  you  down. 

3  Above  the  skies  he  reigns. 
And  with  amazing  blows 

He  deals  unsufFerable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

i    Yet,  everlasting  God, 

We  love  to  speak  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  sceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod, 
The  sceptre  of  thy  grace. 


24  PERFECTIONS 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Sion  well, 

And  heavenly  mercy  walls  us  round 
Prom  Babylon  and  Hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 
That  sits  enthroned  above  ; 

Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  bless  the  God  of  love. 


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C.  M.  Watts. 

Governing  Power  and  Goodness  ;  or,  our 
Graces  tried  by  Affliction. 


1  CIING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
iO  Sing  with  a  jo3'ful  noise  ; 
With  melody  of  sound  record 

His  honors,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  power  that  shakes  the  sky 

'  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
*  Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 
'  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow.' 

3  Come,  see  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

"How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frightened  seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
Tlicre  did  the  cliurch  begin  their  joy. 
And  triumph  in  their  God. 

5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might : 

Will  rebel-mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ? 

6  0  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suifering  souls, 

To  make  our  graces  shine  ; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals 
Tlie  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 


OF  GOD  25 

09  C.  M.  Watts. 

^— '  Creatures  vain,  arul  God  all-sufficient. 
I  LEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 
Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ; 
Where  he  feveals  his  heavcnl}'  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  survey, 

Does  the  whole  woi'ld  behold ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  rescued  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  speed,  nor  courage  of  a  horse 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 

4  Yain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  men 

To  hope  for  safety  thence  ; 
But  all  the  saints  from  God  obtain 
A  strong  and  sure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust ; 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread, 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just 
Amongst  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  bless  us  from  thy  thi»oue  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

00  L.  M.  Watts. 
^^        God  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

1  'TT'E  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

I     In  every  age  liis  praises  sing  ; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky,       • 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place,  his  power  restrain, 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright. 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love  :  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  attaus  of  men  below. 


26  PERFECTIONS 

6  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice  ; 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  promis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  strong  when  sense  despairs, 
If  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 

04^  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^         The  Book  of  God^s  Decrees. 

1  T"  ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 

I  J  Abas'd  before  their  God  ; 
Whate'er  his  Sovereign  voice  hath  forni'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  [Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  liis  thought. 

3  There's  not  a  sparrow  or  a  worm, 

But's  found  in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raises  monarchs  to  their  thrones, 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please.] 

4  If  light  attend  the  course  I  run, 

,'Tis  he  provides  those  rays  : 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 

If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 
6  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern'd. 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volume  of  his  deep  decrees. 

What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 
0  may  I  read  my  name 
Amongst  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb  ! 


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0 


S.  M.  Watts. 

God's  Sovereignty  and  Goodness  ;  and 
Man''s  Dominion  over  the  Creatures. 

LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 


OF  GOD.  27 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  lignt 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies  : 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ! 

4  Lord,  what  is  Avorthless  man, 
That  thou  should'st  love  bim  so  ? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honors  crown  his  head, 
While  beasts  like  slaves  obey. 

And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings. 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

G      How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
And  wond'rous  are  thy  ways  : 
Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 
And  sucklings  thou  canst  draw 

Surprising  honors  to  thy  name. 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

8  0  Lord,  our  heavenl}^  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  : 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread,    • 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine.] 


36, 


L.  M.  Watts. 

'GocVs  Dominion  over  the  Sea,  Ps.  cvii.  23. 

1  /~^  OD  of  the  seas,  thy  thundering  voice 
V^T  Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice, 
And  one  soft  word  of  thy  command 

Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 

2  If  but  a  Moses  wave  thy  rod, 
The  sea  divides  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  stormy  floods  their  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chosen  armies  through. 

3  The  scaly  flocks  amidst  the  sea. 
To  thee  their  Lord  a  tribute  pay  : 
The  meanest  fish  that  swims  the  flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praise  to  God. 


28  PEBFECTIONS 

4  [The  larger  monsters  of  the  deep, 
Oti  thy  commands  attendance  keep, 
B}'  thy  permis.sion  sport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  Avay. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempest  rears 
Leviathan  lies  still  and  fears, 
Anon  he  lifts  his  nostrils  high, 
And  spouts  the  ocean  to  the  sky.] 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  power  ador'd. 
Amidst  those  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  ! 
Yet  the  bold  men  that  trace  the  seas, 
Bold  men,  refuse  their  Maker's  praise. 

6  [What  scenes  of  miracles  they  see. 
And  never  tune  a  song  to  thee  ! 
While  on  the  flood  they  safely  ride. 
They  curse  the  hand  that  smooths  the  tide. 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  "wat'ry  graves, 
Antl  some  drink  death  among  the  waves : 
Yet  the  surviving  crew  blaspheme, 

Nor  own  the  God  that  rescu'd  them.] 

9  O  for  some  signal  of  thine  hand, 
Shake  all  the  seas,  Lord,  shake  the  land, 
Great  Judge,  descend,  lest  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  sky. 

qy  CM.-  Watts. 

*^  *  G-od,  holy,  just  and  sovereign.  Job  ix.  2 — 10. 

1  TTOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
XjL  Be  pure  before  their  God? 

If  he  contend  in  righteousness 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vhidicate  my  words  and  thoughts 

I'll  make  no  more  pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 

What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war? 

4  [Moiwitains  by  his  almighty  wrath 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn ; 
He  shakes  the  earth  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

6  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, 
Th'  obedient  sun  forbears : 


OF   GOD.  2!) 

His  hand  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea, 
Flies  on  the  stormy  wiiul ; 
Tliere's  none  can  trace  his  wond'rons  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find.] 

C.  M."  AVatts. 

The  Goodness  of  God. 
WEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
O  Mj'  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  tin'  rigliteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines. 
And  every  want   supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food,    * 
Til)'  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thj^  power  and  praise  jn-oclaim  ; 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

on  S.  M.  Watts^ 

^'^  Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  mercies. 


'0 


BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Let  all  within  me  join. 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

.He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransonrd  from  the  grave  ; 


50  PERFECTIONS 

He  that  recleem'd  my  sotil  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  opprest. 

6  His  wond'rous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

Af\  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^  God^s  Condescension  to  Human  Affairs. 

1  "TTP  to  the  Lonl  that  reigns  on  liigh, 

\J    And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 
And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  [He  that  can  shake  the  worlds  he  made. 
Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod, 

His  goodness  how  amazing  great ! 
And  what  a  condescending  God  !] 

3  [God  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies. 
And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes. 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too.] 

4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs  ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsel  and  his  cares. 

6  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  bosom  of  our  God, 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high 
Above  their  meanest  fellow- worm. 

7  O  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 

To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

Al  L-  M.  Watts. 

-^-*-  The  Vengeance  and  Compassion  of  God. 

1  T  ET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 

1  J  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight,  ^ 


OF  GOD.  31 

As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 

2  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  ; 
Justice  and  vengeance  are  his  names  ; 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky  ; 
His  name  Jehovah  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace  ; 

Ye  saints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fl}''  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress, 
In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  judge  that's  just,  a  father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels,  that  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

PAUSE. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song  ; 

His  wonderous  names  and  powers  rehearse  ; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

7  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 
Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest. 
"V\Tien  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 


42 

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C.  M.  Watts. 

Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy,  Nahum  i.  2,  &c. 

DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
Is  a  consuming  Are  ;* 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 

Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 

Lie  troasm-'d  for  his  foes. 

Those  heaps  of  wrath  by  slow  degrees 
Are  forced  into  a  flame, 
*Heb.  xii.  29. 


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32  PERFECTIONS 

But  kindled,  0  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  seek  a  watery  grave  ; 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 
And  shrinks  up  every  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  swift  as  hail-stones  hurl'd  : 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage 
That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  sovereign  grace 

From  thy  eternal  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings 

A  fiery  tempest  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  sheltering  wings 
Thy  just  revenge  adore. 

S.  M.  Watts. 

*  Abounding  Compassion  of  God;  or,  Mercy 
in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 

1  "A/TY  soul,  repeat  his  praise 
JLVJL  Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 

So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 
And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 

His  sti'okes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins  ; 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

6      The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  humble  frame. 

6      He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scatter'd  with  every  breath ; 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 


OF  GOD.  33 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  Hower  ; 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure  ; 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

A  A  L.  M.  Watts. 

■*-■*- God^s  gentle  Chastisement;  or,  his  tender 

Mercy  to  his  People. 

1  npHE  Lord,  how  wonderous  are  his  ways  ! 

I     How  firm  his  truth !  how  large  his  grace ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne. 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise. 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn. 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn ! 

5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines  ; 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins  ; 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

So  fathers  their  young  sons  chastise, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes  ; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wise,  and  just, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dust ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impose 
Beyond  the  sti-ength  that  he  bestows. 

8  He  knows  how  soon  our  nature  dies, 
Blasted  by  every  wind  that  flies  ; 
Like  grass  Ave  spring,  and  die  as  soon 
As  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 


84  TERFECTIONS 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 

To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

AK  CM.  Watts. 

^^  The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  "ll/rY  never  ceasing  song  shall  show 
.jVI      The  mercies  of  the  Lord, 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  liiis  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  speak  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  sealed 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 

A  throne  above  the  skies  ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 

6  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  thy  wond'rous  ways 
Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honors  raise 
To  thine  unchanging  love. 

A  p.  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^  Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and  Truth. 

1  TQBAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join 

r  In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine, 
Now,  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode. 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
TMiile  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  he  made  the  sky. 
And  earth  and  seas  with  all  their  train. 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


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5  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  i^oor  ; 
He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

G  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 
He. helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

6  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  doAvn  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

,47  C.  M.  Watts. 

^  *  The  Ferfectiori^  of  God. 

1  f^  BEAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might 
VDT    Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 

Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word. 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

And  seal'd  his  covenant  sure  : 
Holy  and  Reverend  is  his  name, 
His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 

Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  sin. 

AQ  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^  The  Divine  Perfections. 

1  XTO^^  ^'^^^^^  I  P^'^ise  th'  eternal  God, 
Xl    That  infinite  Unknown  ? 

AVho  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 

2  The  great  Invisible  !  He  dwells 

Conceal'd  in  dazzling  light ; 
But  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 
The  secrets  of  the  night. 

3  Those  watchful  ej'es  that  never  sleep 

Survey  the  world  around  ; 
His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep 
Where  all  oui-  thoughts  are  drown'd. 


36  rEPvFECTIONS 

4  [Speak  we  of  strength  ?    His  arm  is  strong 

To  save  or  to  destroy  : 
Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 
And  endless  is  his  joy.] 

5  [He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 

Nor  alters  his  decrees ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains 
To  guard  his  promises.] 

6  [Sinners  before  his  presence  die  ; 

How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
His  anger  and  his  jealousy 
Burn  like  devouring  flame.] 

7  Justice  upon  a  dreadful  throne 

Maintains  the  rights  of  God  ; 
While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 
Through  the  Redeemer's  blood. 

AQ  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^  The  Divine  Perfections. 

1  f\  REAT  God,  thy  glories  shall  employ 
VX  My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy ; 

My  lips  in  songs  of  honor  bring 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

2  [Earth  and  the  stars  and  worlds  unknown 
Depend  obsequious  on  his  throne  ; 

All  iiature  hangs  upon  his  word, 
And  gi'ace  and  glory  own  their  Lord.] 

3  [His  sovereign  power  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  he  comnumds  who  dare  oppose  ? 

With  strength  he  girds  himself  around, 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  giound.] 

4  [Who  shall  pretend  to  teach  him  skill  ? 
Or  guide  the  counsel  of  his  Avill  ? 

His  wisdom  like  a  sea  divine 

Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  line.] 

5  [The  beamings  of  his  piercing  sight 
Bring  dark  hypocrisy  to  light ; 
Death  and  destruction  naked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  liis  eye,] 

6  [Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith, 
5ly  soul  can  rest  on  all  he  saith  ; 

His  truth  imiolably  keeps 

The  largest  promise  of  his  lips.] 

7  O  tell  me  with  a  gentle  voice, 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  ! 


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Fill'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brightest  honors  of  thy  name. 


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L.  M.  Watts. 

Hie  same. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
pj    His  robes  are  light  and  majesty  ; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 

Xo  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight.  ^ 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law, 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face, 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulhl 
The  holy  counsel  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  father  and  my  friend  ! 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join  ; 
Heaven  is  secure  if  God  be  mine. 

ni  L.M.  Watts. 

*^-^   God  Incomprehensible  and  Sovereign. 

1  /^AX  creatures  to  perfection  find* 
V^  Th'  eternal  uncreated  mind? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out? 

2  "Tis  high  as  heaveu,  'tis  deep  as  hell. 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise  ; 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt  he  flies 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
And  smells,  and  snufls  the  empty  wind. 

4  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  ; 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul ; 

When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

*  Job  xi.  7. 


38  PERFECTIONS 

6  *He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
fThe  pillars  of  heav'n's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways, 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light  ?  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

^O  S.  M.  Watts. 

^^  The  WicJcedness  of  Man,  and  the  Majesty 

of  God  ;  or,  practical  Atheism  exx>osed. 

1  "IXrHEX  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 

\  V    My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  lie  hath  no  faith  of  God  Avithin, 
Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 
In  a  self-flattering  dream, 

Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveal'd 
Expose  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 

His  words  are  smooth  and  fair  ; 
Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil ; 

He  sets  his  heart,  and  hands,  and  head, 
To  practise  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Though  men  renounce  his  fear : 

His  justice  hid  behind  the  cloud 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky  ; 
In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 

Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  our  safety  springs  I 

O  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings. 

*  Job  XXV.  5.  t  Job  xxvl.  11,  &c. 


OP  GOD.  39 

^Q  L.M.  Watts. 

^*-'  The  true  Qod  our  liefuge;  or,  Idolatry 
reproved, 

1  "VTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
_Li    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  just, 

Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and  to  raise  our  shame 

Say, '  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  long?' 

3  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies. 
Through  all  tlie  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood  ; 
At  best  a  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  their  head. 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  costly  offerings  made. 

And  vows  are  scattered  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  0  Israel,  own  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up. 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave  ; 
ButVe  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

KA  C.  M.  Watts., 

«Jt:        Praise  due  to  God,  not  lo  Idols. 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints  ;  to  praise  your  King, 
J\   Your  sweetest  passions  raise, 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 


40  PERFECTIONS 

3  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  confess  his  hand ; 

He  bids  the  vapors  rise  ; 
Lightning  and  storm  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

6  Wliich  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust 
Can  give  them  showers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worship  glittering  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf. 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 

Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  Ye  saints  adore  the  li\ing  God, 

Serve  him  Avith  faith  and  fear  ; 

He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 

And  claims  your  honors  there. 

K^  S.  M.  Watts. 

*^^  God^s  universal  Dominion  ;  or,  Angels 
praise  the  Lord. 

1  nnHE  Loi-d,  the  sovereign  King, 

I     Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Ble^  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
miose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

Attend  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4    Wliile  all  his  wondrous  works. 
Through  his  vast  kingdom  show 
Their  Maker's  glor}^  thou,  my  soul. 
Shall  sing  his  graces  too. 


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OF  GOD.  41 

C.  M.  Watts. 

A  general  Song  of  Praise  to  Ood, 


1  A  MONG  the  princes,  eartlily  gods, 
./\.  There's  none  hath  power  divine  ; 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 

Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  thou  hast  made  shall  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wonderous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet : 

Teach  me  thine  heavenly  ways. 
And  my  poor  scatter'd  thoughts  imite 
In  God  my  father's  praise. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tonguo 

Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 


57 


P.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

1  "\7"E  tribes  of  xVdam,  join 

JL    With  heaven,  and  earth  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise  : 
Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light  Begin  the  song. 

2  Tliou  sun  with  dazzling  rays. 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light ; 

His  power  declare,  Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly  In  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand. 

Or  in  swift  courses  move  , 

By  his  supreme  command  :  * 

He  spake  the  word,  And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came  To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  past. 

And  each  his  word  fulfils 

While  time  and  nature  last: 
In  different  ways  His  Avorks  proclaim 
His  wonderous  name,  And  speak  his  i)raise. 


42  PERFECTIONS 

PAUSE. 

6  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 

And  monsters  of  the  deep, 

The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 

Or  in  their  bosom  sleep, 
From  sea  and  shore  ^heir  tribute  pay, 
And  still  display  Their  Maker's  power. 

6  Ye  vapors,  hail,  and  snow. 
Praise  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 
And  stormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word  : 

When  lightnings  shine,  Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore  His  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  size 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 

Beasts  wild  and  tame,  Birds,  flies  and  worms 
In  various  forms  Exalt  his  name. 

8  Ye  kings,  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King ; 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honors  sing  : 

Nor  let  the  dream  of  Power  and  state 
Make  you  forget  His  power  supreme. 

9  Virgins,  and  youths,  engage 
To  sound  his  praise  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join : 

Wide  as  he  reigns  His  name  be  sung 
By  every  tongue  In  endless  strains. 

10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 

While  earth  and  sky  Attempt  his  praise. 
His  saints  shall  raise  His  honors  high. 

KQ  CM.  Medley. 

^^     The  Wisdom  and  Goodness  of  God. 
Prov.  viii.  14;  Exod.  xxxiv,  6. 

1  /^  OD  shall  alone  the  refuge  be, 
VjT  And  comfort  of  my  mind  ; 
Too  wise  to  be  mistaken.  He, 

Too  good  to  be  unkind. 

2  In  all  his  holy,  sovereign  will, 

He  is,  I  daily  find, 


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Too  wise  to  be  mistaken,  still, 
Too  good  to  be  unkind. 

3  [When  I  the  tempter's  rage  endure 
'Tis  God  supports  my  mind  . 
Too  wise  to  be  mistaken,  sure, 
Too  good  to  be  unkind.] 

5  What  though  I  can't  his  goings  see, 

Nor  all  his  footsteps  find, 
Too  wise  to  be  mistaken.  He, 
Too  good  to  be  unkind. 

6  Hereafter  he  will  make  me  know, 

And  I  shall  surely  find. 
He  was  too  wise  to  err,  and  O, 
Too  good  to  be  unkind. 

KQ  CM.  Watts. 

^'^  Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy;  or,  Foi'mality 

in  Worship,  John  iv.  24.    Ps.  cxxxix.  23,  24. 

1  /^  OD  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise, 
VHT  He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 

In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries. 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear. 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies. 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  ray  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  my  face. 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

(if\  7s.  Montgomery. 

^^  Praise  to  the  Creator. 

1  TTERALDS  of  creation  !  cry, 

XI  Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high  ! 
Heaven  and  earth !  obey  the  call, 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  For  He  spake,  and  forth  from  night 
Sprang  the  universe  to  light ; 

He  commanded^Nature  heard, 
•  And  stood  fast  upon  his  word. 


44  PERFECTIONS 

3  Praise  Him,  all  ye  saints  above! 
Spirits  perfected  in  love ; 

Sun  and  moon  !  your  voices  raise, 
Sing,  ye  stars !  your  Maker's  praise. 

4  Earth!  from  all  tliy  depths  below, 
Ocean's  hallelujahs  flow ; 
Lightning,  vapor,  wind  and  storm, 
Hail  and  snow,  his  will  perform. 

5  Vales  and  moimtains !  burst  in  song ; 
Rivers !  roll  with  praise  along  ; 
Clap  your  hands,  ye  trees!  and  hail 
God,  who  comes  in  every  gale. 

6  Birds!  on  wings  of  rapture,  soar, 
Warble  at  his  temple-door  ; 

Joyful  sounds,  from  herds  and  flocks. 
Echo  back,  ye  caves  and  rocks ! 

7  Kings !  your  Sovereign  serve  with  awe  ; 
Judges  !  own  his  righteous  law ; 
Princes  !  worship  Him  with  fear; 

Bow  the  knee,  all  people  here  ! 

8  High  above  all  height  his  throne, 
.    Excellent  his  name  alone  ; 

Him  let  all  his  works  confess  ! 
Him  let  every  being  bless ! 

(Yl  C.  M.  Primitive. 

'-'-^    Omniscience  and  omnipresence  of  God 
celebv  Cited  • 

1  "TXTHERE  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 

VV    The  pinions  of  my  flight? 
Or  Avhere,  through  nature's  spacious  range, 
Shall  I  elude  thy  sight  ? 

2  Scaled  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  soul ; 
Plunged  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 

8  If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray, 
With  matchless  speed  I  rode. 
And  flew  to  the  wild,  lonely  shore. 
That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 

4  Thither  thine  hand,  all-present  God, 
Must  guide  the  wondrous  way, 
And  thine  omnipotence  supj)ort 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 

6  Should  I  involve  myself  around 
With  clouds  of  tenfold  night, 


OF  GOD.  45 

The  clouds  -would  shine  like  blazing  noon, 
Before  thy  piercing  sight. 

6  If  in  thy  being  so  enclosed, 
How  vain  tlV  attempt  to  fly, 
Since  every  rising  bud  of  thought 
Is  naked  to  thine  eye  ! 


CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

aO  L.  M.  Needham. 

^^A  Summary  View  of  the  Creation,  Gen.  i. 

1  T  OOK  up,  ye  saints  !  direct  your  eyes 

I  J  To  him  who  dwells  above  the  skies ; 
With  your  glad  notes  his  praise  rehearse 
Who  form'd  the  mighty  universe. 

2  He  spoke,  and  from  the  womb  of  night, 
At  once  sprang  up  the  cheering  light ; 
Him  discord  heard  ;  and,  at  his  nod, 
Beauty  awoke,  and  spoke  the  God. 

3  The  word  he  gave,  th'  obedient  sun 
Began  his  glorious  race  to  run  ; 
Nor  silver  moon,  nor  stars  delay 
To  glide  along  the  ethereal  way. 

4  Teeming  with  life — air,  earth,  and  sea, 
Obey  th'  Almighty's  high  decree  ! 

To  every  tribe  he  gives  their  food, 
Then  speaks  the  whole  divinely  good. 

5  But,  to  complete  the  wondrous  plan, 
From  earth  and  dust  he  fasliion'd  man ; 
In  man  the  last,  in  him  the  best. 

The  Maker's  image  stands  confest. 

6  Lord,  while  thy  glorious  works  I  view, 
Form  thou  my  heart  and  soul  anew  ; 
Here  bid  thy  purest  light  to  shine. 
Thy  beauty  glow  with  charms  divine  ! 

GO  CM.  Watts. 

^^         A  Song  to  Creating  Wisdom. 

1  TT^TERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ! 

irJ  Thee  the  creation  sings  ! 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas. 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 


46  CREATION  AND 

Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  spangling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight. 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move, 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

a  A  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

^ -food's   Goodness  to  the   Children  of  Men, 

Ps.  cvii.  51. 

1  VAJil  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 

I     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite. 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll ; 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, — 
Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruit  and  shade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins. 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

6  But,  Oh  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  ! 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul  with  rapture  soar  ! 
There,  in  the  land  of  praise,  adore ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay — 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

O^  L.  M.  Watts. 

^'*^  Providence. 

1  rpHY  ways,  0  Lord  !  with  wise  design, 
_L  Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above, 


PROVIDENCE.  47 

And  every  dark  and  bending  line 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obscure, ' 
Poor  mortals  thy  ai'rangements  view  ; 
Not  knowing  that  the  least  are  sure, 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Though  now  they  seem  to  roam  uney'd, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 

They  best  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way ; 
But,  trusting  to  thy  piercing  eye, 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray. 

Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favor'd  soul  shall  meekly  learn 
To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I'll  trust  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


66 

L 


C.  M.  Steele. 

Creation  and  Providence, 

ORD,  when  our'raptur'd  thought  surveys 
Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 


2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  Avonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms. 
Almighty  power  declare. 

4  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness.  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear ; 
And,  0  !  let  man  thy  praise  record — 
Man,  thj''  distinguish'd  care  ! 

6  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  ; 
That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new. 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6  Yet  nobler  favors  claim  his  praise, 
Of  reason's  light  possess'd ; 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays 
Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 


48  CREATION  AND 

7  Thy  providence  his  constant  guard, 

When  threat'ning  woes  impend, 
Or  Avill  the  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succors  lend. 

8  On  us  that  providence  has  shone, 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  ; 
O,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  ! 

a^  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  *  Providence  equitable  and  fcind,  Psalm  cvii. 

1  nnHROUGH  all  the  various  shifting  scene 

I    Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  0  God  !  conducts  unseen 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain. 
To  each  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  power? 
Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball? 

When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 

4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 

Lost  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

5  Thy  powerful  consolations  cheer, 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep-fetch'd  sigh. 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That  secret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 

6  All  tilings  in  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend  ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care  ;  to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  mj^  wishes  be  ; 

*  Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
'  And  fix'd,  0  God,  my  soul  on  thee.' 

^Q  CM.  Cowper. 

"^        The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  /^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
\X  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea. 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


\  PROVIDENCE.  49 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failiug  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  blight  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  je  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

6  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  Hower. 

6.  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  wrok  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

^q  C.  M.  Beddome. 

^^ Mysteries  to  be  explained  hereafter,  John 

xiii.  7. 

1  f^  REAT  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways 
\JC  Are  hid  from  mortal  sight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  shades. 

Or  cloth'd  with  dazzling  light. 

2  The  wondrous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach. 
The  farther  oft'  they  fly. 

3  But  in  the  world  of  bliss  above 

Where  thou  dost  ever  reign, 
These  mysteries  shall  be  all  unveil'd. 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 

4  The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  there 

His  brightest  beams  display, 
And  not  a  hovering  cloud  obscure 
That  never-ending  day. 

7  A  CM.  Addison. 
•  ^              The  Traveler's  Guide. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  0  Lord ! 
Xl  How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  omnipotence. 


60  CREATION  AND 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Sujiported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  "When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire. 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

6  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 
Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

8  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life. 
Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

7"!  C.  M.  Steele. 

•  ■*-  Praise  for  the  Blessings  of  Providence  and 

Grace,  Psalm  cxxxix. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
XjL  Kind  guardian  of  my  days, 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care. 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name. 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  preserver,  God. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone. 

Where'er  I  turned  my  eye  ! 
How  many  pass'd,  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded  by !] 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But,  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  ^Vhile  sweet  reflection,  through  my  days, 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace, 


PROVIDENCE.  51 

Still  dearer  blessings  claim  thy  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord  ! 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

8  Lord,  Avhen  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

9  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happj'  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

70  CM.  Watts. 

*  ^    The  Creation  of  the  World,  Gen.  i. 

1  1^0 W  let  a  spacious  world  arise, 
_Li    Said  the  Creator-Lord  ; 

At  once  the  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Rose  at  his  sovereign  word. 

2  [Dark  was  the  deep  ;  the  waters  lay 

Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land  ; 
He  call'd  the  light ;  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bid  the  clouds  ascend  on  high ; 

The  clouds  ascend  and  bear 
A  watery  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

Was  gathe-r'd  by  his  hand ; 
The  rolling  seas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 
6  With  herbs  and  plants,  a  flowery  birth, 
The  naked  globe  he  crown'd. 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth. 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  skies ; 

Behold  the  sun  appears, 
The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise, 
To  mark  our  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame. 
The  painted  fowls  of  every  wing. 
And  fish  of  every  name.] 


62  CREATION  AND 

8  He  gave  tlie  lion  and  the  worm 

At  ouce  their  wonderous  birth, 
And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form 
Rose  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  was  form'd  of  equal  clay, 

Though  sovereign  of  the  rest, 
Designed  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 
With  God's  own  image  blessed. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  stood  ; 
He  saw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  word  pronounced  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands, 

Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue  ; 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  song. 

no  L.  M.  Watts. 

•  ^    The  wonderful  Formation  of  Man. 

1  TTIWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

I    A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame. 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
While  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay, 

Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  toot, 
Formed  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  named, 
And  what  thy  sovereign  counsel  framed, 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart,) 
Were  copied  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  last  to  show  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamped  his  image  on  my  frame. 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  joined 
The  finished  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man ; 

Great  God,  oiir  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thv  praise. 
PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  since  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  stage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  siu'vey  the  ocean  o'er. 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore. 


PROVIDENCE.  53 

Before  my  swiftest  tlioiiglits  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  still  imprest, 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 

74.  C.  M.  Watts. 

*  ^r/ie  Wisdom  of  God  in  the  Formation  of 

Man. 

1  "TTTHEN  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 

VV    And  all  my  frame  survey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possest, 

WTiere  unborn  nature  grew, 
Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey'd 

The  growth  of  every  part ; 
Till  the  whole  scheme  thy  thought  had  laid 
Was  copied  by  thy  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire,  and  wind, 

Show  me  thy  wondrous  skill ; 
But  I  review  myself,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  still. 

fJK  L.  M.  Watts. 

"  *^  God''s  Wonders  of  Creation,  Providence, 

Bedemption  and  Salvation,  Ps.  cxxxvi. 

1  /~^  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise  ; 
VDT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 

*  AVonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown. 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown ; 
'  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

'  Wlien  lords  and  kings  are  known  '  no  more.' 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high  ; 

*  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night ; 

*  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

*  When'  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  *  no  more.' 


54  CREATION  AND 

6  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  prorais'd  h\nd ; 

*  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Eepeat  his  mercies  in  yom*  song.' 

6  He  saw  his  people  dead  in  sin. 
But  still  he  lov'd  and  pitied  them  ; 
'  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

*  When'  death  and  sin  shall  reign  *  no  more.' 

7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  ; 
'  Wonclers  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

8  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat; 

'  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

*  When'  this  vain  world  shall  be  *no  more.' 

nc*  L.  M.  Watts. 

lU    Praise  for  temporal  Blessings ;  or,  coin- 

mon  and  spiritual  Mercies,  Ps.  Ixviii. 

1  "IXT'E  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 

W    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies. 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supj)lies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Eefresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath. 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death  ; 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong. 

He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  endless  joy,  or  endless  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread; 
The  guilty  sinner's  hope  confound. 

And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound. 

6  But  his  riglit  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  seas; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  love. 


PKOVIDENCE.  55 

77  L.  M.  Watts. 

•  •  Praise  for  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth, 

Psalm  Ivii. 

1  1\/rY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 

It  I    Of  boundless  love,  and  grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  Avings 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 
He  sends  his  angel  from  the  sky. 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  his  fame. 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

70  CM.  Watts. 

'  ^Our  Bodies  frail  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  T  ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
JLj  Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 

But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay, 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  .supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 

Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  Name 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

6  [He  spoke,  and  straight  our  hearts  and  brains 

In  all  their  motions  rose  ; 
Let  blood  (said  he)  flora  round  the  veins, 
And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 


79 


66  CEEATION  AND 

6  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

Afflictions  and  Death  under  Providence, 
Job  V.  6-8. 

1  "VrOT  from  the  dust  aflBiction  grows, 
jAI    Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes, 

A  sad  inheritance. 

2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 

And  still  are  upwards  borne, 

So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 

And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promis'd  grace ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 

4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  Father  please. 

on  L.M.  Watts. 

^^ Bimne  Providence  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea; 

or,  the  God  of  Nature  and  Grace. 

1  rTHHE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

I     The  groans  of  Sion  mis'd  with  tears  ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  shines. 

2  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends. 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends, 
Wliere  tUe  Creator's  name  is  known 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  frighted  souls  to  God, 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  distance  from  "the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempests  cease  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
AVhen  a  tumultuous  nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms  shaken  by  the  storm 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form ; 


PROVIDENCE.  67 

Mountains  establish'd  by  his  hand 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  stand. 

6  Behold  his  ensigns  sweep  the  sky, 
New  comets  blaze  and  lightnings  flv, 
The  heathen  lands,  with  swift  surprise. 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  ej^es. 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

8  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit  and  drest  in  flowers. 

9  'Tis  from  his  watery  stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
A.buudaut  food  the  valleys  yield  ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

11  The  pastures  smile  in  green  array. 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb 

Each  in  his  language  speaks  thy  name. 

12  Tliy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

OT  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  -^  Deliverance  from  Storms  and  Shipicreck  ; 

or,  the  SeatnarVs  Song. 

1  "TXrOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

VV    His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 
Go  witli  the  mariners,  and  trace 
Tlie  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind, 

Till  God  commands,  and  tempests  rise 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel, 
And  like  a  staggering  drunkard  reel ! 


58  CREATION  AND 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

5  He  bids  the  "winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  ; 
'Tis  calm,  and  sailoi-s  smile  to  see 

The  haven  where  they  wish'd  to  be. 

6  0  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 


82 


C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Mariner'' s  Psalm. 


1  rilHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 

\      Thy  wonders  in  the  deep. 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath, 
And,  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore. 
Expect  immediate  death.] 

6  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
He  hears  their  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skies. 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  Grod  that  brings  them  safe  to  land ; 

Let  stupid  mortals  know 
That  waves  are  under  his  command. 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

8  0  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 


83 


PROVIDENCE.  59 

And  tliose  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Thy  wondrous  love  record! 

L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Darkness  of  Provs  idence. 

1  TT  ORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 

I  J  The  obscure  abyss  of  providence, 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Now  thou  array'st  thine  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile  ; 

We  through  the  cloud  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 
We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God, 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  thi-ough. 

04.  S.M.  Watts. 

^^  The  Mystery  of  Providence  unfolded. 

lURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Nor  is  religion  vain. 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 
I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine. 
While  haughty  fools  with  scornful  o-yes 
In  robes  of  honor  shine. 

Pamper'd  with  wanton  ease, 
Their  flesh  looks  full  and  fair. 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  seas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  souls  endure. 
Through  all  their  life  opi^ression  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God ; 
Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

But  I  with  flowing  tears 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise ; 


S' 


60  THE  FALL. 

"  Is  there  a  God  that  sees  or  hears 
"  The  thmgs  below  the  skies?" 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 

Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  power 
Did  my  mistakes  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  sinners'  life  before, 
Rut  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  slippery  steep 
The  thoughtless  wretches  go  ; 

And  0  that  dreadful  fiery  deep 
That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 


THE  FALL. 

on  L.M.  Watts. 

^^  The  first  and  second  Adam,  Rom.  v.  12,  &c. 

1  X\EEP  in  the  dust  before  thy  throne, 
J_y  Our  guilt  and  our  disgrace  we  own  ; 
Great  God,  we  own  the  unhappy  name 
Whence  sprung  our  nature  and  our  shame  ; 

2  Adam,  the  sinner  :  at  his  fall. 
Death  like  a  conqu'ror  seiz'd  us  all ; 
A  thousand  new-boT'n  babes  are  dead 
By  fatal  union  to  their  head. 

3  But  whilst  our  spiiits  fill'd  with  awe 
Behold  the  terrors  of  thy  law. 

We  siug  the  honors  of  thy  grace, 
Tliat  sent  to  save  thy  chosen  race. 

4  We  sing  thine  everlasting  Son, 
WIio  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own  ; 
Adam  the  second;  from  the  dust 
Raises  the  ruins  of  the  first. 

6  [By  the  rebellion  of  one  man 

Through  all  his  seed  the  mischief  ran  ; 
And  bj'^  one  man's  obedience  now 
Are  all  his  seed  made  righteous  too.] 


THE   FALL.                                        61  i 

6  Where  sin  did  reign,  and  death  abound,  . 
There  have  the  sons  of  Adam  found 

Abounding  life  ;  there  glorious  grace  [ 

Reigns  through  the  Lord  our  rigliteousness.  ' 

Oa                               CM.                           Watts.  : 

^^  Original  sin  ;  or,  the  first  and  second  j 

Adam,  Rom.  v.  12.    Psalm  li.  5.    Job  xiv.  4.  j 

1  X)  ACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look  i 

1>     On  our  original ;  ; 
How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke 

In  our  fii'st  father's  fall !  i 

2  To  all  that's  good,  averse  and  blind,  3 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill ; 

What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind !  j 

How  obstinate  our  Avill !  i 

3  [Conceiv'd  in  sin  (0  wretched  state  !)  ] 

Before  we  draw  our  breath. 
The  first  young"  pulse  begins  to  beat 

Iniquity  and  death.  • 

4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood,  'i 

The  old  corruption  reigns,  i 

And,  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood,  i 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins  !] 

0  [Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root  ■ 

Will  all  the  branches  be  ;  i 

How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit  3 
I'rom  such  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  power  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring  ?  < 

"^Tio  can  command  a  vital  stream  -■ 

From  an  infected  spring  ?]  i 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  Avondrous  love  1 

Can  make  thy  people  clean,  i 

As  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above  ^ 
The  temiJter,  death  and  sin. 

0>J                             L.  M.                          Watts.  ' 
^  *      Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed. 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin ; 
JLi  And  born  unholy  and  imclean  ; 

Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall  1 

Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all.                     .  j 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath,  i 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death ; 

Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart,  ; 

But  we're  delil'd  in  every  part.  i 


62  THE  FALL. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  "heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true  : 
O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  spy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  : 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleans  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh,  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 


00  CM.  .    Watts. 
^^     Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed  and 

pardoned. 

1  T  ORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 

I  J    And  guilt  before  thine  eye^  ; 
Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace. 
How  high  my  crimes  arise  ! 

2  Shouldst  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust. 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean ; 

All  my  original  is  shame, 

And  all  my  nature  sin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And,  as  my  days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  juster  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanse  me,  0  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul 

With  thy  forgiving  love  : 
O,  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 


THE  FALL.  63 

fiO  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^        Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam. 


^B 


LESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Adam,  our  father,  stood, 
Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 


2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race. 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd  ; 
Eeason  has  lost  its  native  place. 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  Wliile  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  reign, 

Sin  is  the  sweetest  good  : 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chain. 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 

Upon  our  inward  parts. 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  om*  hearts. 

QA  CM.  Watts. 

^  "      By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 

1  TTIOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say 

r    '  That  all  religion's  vain, 
'  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high 
*  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men.' 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  arid  profane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds ; 
And  in  theii  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from.his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace. 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
There's  none  that  fear's  his  Maker's  hand 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  used  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease ; 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet. 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  ev'ry  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit. 
From  such  polluted  ground. 


64  THE  FALL. 

qi  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  -^  Custom  in  Sin. 

1  IT  ET  the  wild  leopards  of  tlie  wood 
A-J  Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives, 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 

And  change  their  tempers  and  their  lives. 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  the  skin ; 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God  I  own  thy  power  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

09  CM.  Watts. 

*^'^  The  Deceilfulness  of  Sin. 

1  CJIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 
|iO  To  practise  on  the  mind ; 

Witli  flattering  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  ft-uit ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there 
And  tainted  all  our  blood. 

OQ  CM.  Watts. 

^  ^  The  Distemper,  Folly  and  Madness  of  Sin, 

1  OnST,  like  a  venomoxis  disease, 
O  Infects  our  vital  blood  ; 

The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace. 
And  the  physician  God. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  sink  down  in  death; 


THE  FALL.  05 

But  Christ  the  Lord  recalls  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness  by  nature  reigns  within, 

Tlie  passions  burn  and  rage ; 
Till  God's  own  Son  with  skill  divine 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 

4  [We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise  ; 
Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind 
Till  Jesus  makes  us  wise.] 

5  [The  man  possess'd  among  the  tombs 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries ; 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  the  foul  spirit  flies.] 

qi  8.8.7.  Watts. 

^~^The  Son  of  man  is  come  to  save  that  which 

was  lost,  Math,  xviii.  11. 

1  "TTTHEN  our  first  head  and  nat'ral  root 

VV    Had  tasted  of  forbidden  fruit, 

In  that  same  day  he  died; 
Of  life  divine  he  stood  bereft, 
And  found  that  his  own  portion  left 

Was  wretchedness  and  pride. 

2  And  surely  such  a  tainted  spring, 
Polluted  streams  can  only  bring, 

And  so  we  find  they  are  ; 
No  life  divine  the  children  have, 
No  intercourse  with  God  they  crave. 

Nor  once  about  it  care. 

3  By  nature  and  by  trespass  dead, 
His  own  sad  ruin  none  can  read, 

For  death  seals  up  his  e5'^es; 
No  soul  appears  a  sinner  lost. 
Till  qnicken'd  by  the  Holy  Ghost, 

And  then  to  Christ  he  flies. 

4  This  truth  whoever  sees  not  well, 
No  hunger  after  Christ  can  feel, 

No  work  for  Christ  can  find ; 
To  save  lost  sinners  Jesus  came, 
The  spiritual  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  lame, 

The  wretched  and  the  blind. 

5  All  ye  that  weary  are  of  sin, 
And  feel  your  natures  all  unclean, 

And  labor  under  guilt ; 
3 


66  TKE  FALL. 

Who  find  Tvithin  no  dawn  of  hope, 
To  Christ  your  weary  eyes  lift  up, 

His  blood  for  you  was  spilt. 
6  Go  sinners,  go,  by  sin  distress'd, 
And  Jesus  Christ  will  give  thee  rest, 

And  act  the  Savior's  part ; 
He  came  to  save  the  lost  and  poor, 
And  such  are  welcome  to  his  door. 

And  welcome  to  his  heart. 

or:  CM.  Watts. 

*-^ ^ Fresumpiion  and  Despair;    or,  Satan'' s 

various  Temptations. 

1  "I^OW  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 
J_l    And  threatens  to  destroy  ; 

He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour. 
With  a  malicious  joy. 

2  Ye  sons  of  God,  oppose  his  rage, 

Resist  and  he'll  begone  ; 
Thus  did  our  dearest  Lord  engage 
And  vanquish  him  alone. 

3  Now  he  appears  almost  divine 

Like  innocence  and  love, 
But  the  old  serpent  lurks  within 
When  he  assumes  the  dove. 

4  Fly  from  the  false  deceiver's  tongue, 

Ye  sons  of  Adam,  fly  ; 
Our  parents  found  the  snare  too  strong, 
Nor  should  the  children  try. 

QG  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  ^Adam  and  Christ,  Lords  of  the  Old  and  the 

New  Creation. 

1  T"  ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first, 

I  I  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust. 
That  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  his  race 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  shouldst  raise  his  nature  so. 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below ; 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit. 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet? 

3  But  0,  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state  ! 
What  honors  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Wlio  condescended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
3ee  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  67 

To  save  his  chosen  race  from  sin ; 
And  in  them  reign  with  power  divine. 

07  S.M.  Hart. 

*^  *  The  Evil  Heart,  Jer.  xvii.  9. 

1  A  STONISH'D  and  distress'd, 
XjL  I  turn  mine  eyes  within  ; 

My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppress'd, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  afiections  there ! 

Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear. 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints, 
These  tyrant  lusts  subdue  ; 

Expel  the  darkness  of  my  mind, 
And  bring  new  light  to  view. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hosannahs  raise  ; 

My  soul  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 


THE  SOaPTUEES. 

no-  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^  The  inspired  Word,  a  System  of  Knowl- 
edge and  Joy.  Psalm  cxix.  105. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
,I~1     By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 

And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

QQ  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^  ^  The  Excellency  ayid  Sufficiency  of  live 

Holy  Scriptures. 
1  TT^ATHER  of  mercies !  in  thy  word 
X;      What  endless  glory  shines ! 


68  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Eiches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

6  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord ! 
Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word. 
And  view  my  Savior  there  ! 

100  L.M.  Watts. 

±  \J\JThe  Holy  Scriptures,  Heb.  i,  1.       2  Tim. 

iii.  15,  16.    Psalm  cxlvii.  19,  20. 

1  /^  OD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
VX  His  mind  and  will  to  saints  of  old. 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace. 
To  teach  us  in  these  latter  days. 

2  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
Tlie  book  of  life,  that  sure  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
Is  by  the  sweet  conveyance  given. 

3  God's  kindest  thoughts  are  here  express'd, 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  bless'd  ; 

The  doctrine  is  divinely  true. 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  Ye  nations  all,  who  read  his  love, 
In  long  epistles  from  alfove, 

(He  hath  not  sent  his  sacred  word 
To  every  land)  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

TAT  L.M.  Watts. 

-*-  ^  -*-       Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

1  'fTlWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

_L   The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word ; 


THE  SCRIPTUJIES.  69 

His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 

And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Coufirm'd  the  messages  they  brought ; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hopes  secure. 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

1  ()9  L.  M.  Watts. 

±\Jzj  rpj^Q  Books  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture 

connpared. 

1  rpHE  heavens  declare  thy  glory.  Lord, 

I  In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light. 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Xor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest. 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Bless  tlie  dark  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Tliy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Tl)}''  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

G  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view 
In  souls  renew'd  and  sins  forgiv'n ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  heart  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

1  no  CM.  Watts. 

^^ ^ Imperfection  of  Nature,  and  perfection 
of  Scripture. 

1  T  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
JLJ  To  form  one  perfect  book, 


70  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 
Nor  lead  a  step  bej^ond  the  grave  ; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  aii  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfectiau  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
Aod  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  beloAV  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

1  f\A  8. 7  Newton. 

±  yf^j^he  Scriptures  a  support  to  the  Christian. 

1  T3RECI0US  Bible  !  what  a  treasure 

■      Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ! 
All  I  want  for  life,  for  pleasure, 
Food  and  medicine,  shield  and  sword ; 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor — 
Having  this,  I  need  no  more. 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys  ; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger — 
Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys  : 

On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed — 

He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly. 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly. 
Healing  med'cines  here  I  find ; 
To  the  promises  I  flee — 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 

Satan  cannot  make  me  yield  ; 
For  the  word  of  consolation, 


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THE  SCRIPTURES.  71 

Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield  ; 
While  the  scripture  truths  are  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 

6  Yain  his  threats  to  overcome  me, 
"^Tien  I  take  the  spirit's  sword  ; 
Then  with  ease  I  drive  him  from  me — 
Satan  trembles  at  the  word  ; 

'Tis  a  sword  of  conquest  made — 
Keen  the  edge  and  strong  the  blade. 

6  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 
Doatiug  on.  his  golden  store  ? 
Sure  I  am,  or  should  be  wiser, 
I  am  rich — 'tis  he  is  poor  : 
Jesus  gives  me  in  his  word, 
Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 

K  7's.  Thompson's  Col. 

^  The  Scripture  is  an  Instructor  and  Mon- 
iter  to  the  Christian. 

1  TTOLY  Bible !  book  divine  ! 

i~l„  Precious  treasure !  thou  art  mine ! 
Mine,  to  teach  me  whence  I  came — 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am : 

2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove — 
Mine,  to  show  a  Savior's  love — 
Mine  art  thou  to  guard  my  feet- 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless— 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death : 

4  Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom; 
O  thou  precious  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure!  thou  art  mine! 

1  Af:^  L.  M.  Kelly. 

-^^^  The  Scripture  useful  to  the  believer  till  he 

gets  to  heaven. 

1  "T  LOYE  the  sacred  book  of  God— 

I    Xo  other  can  its  place  supply; 
It  points  me  to  the  saints'  abode', 
^Vhere  Christ  the  Savior  reigns  on  high. 

2  Sweet  book!  in  thee  my  eyes  discern 

The  image  of  my  absent  Lord  ; 
From  thine  instructive  page  I  learn 
The  joys  his  presence  will  afford. 


72  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

3  In  thee  I  read  my  title  clear, 

To  mansions  tliat  will  ne'er  decay ; 
My  Lord !  0  when  will  he  appear, 
And  bear  his  pris'ner  far  away? 

4  Then  shall  I  need  thy  light  no  more, 

For  thine  to  clearer  light  will  yield  : 

When  I  have  reached  the  heav'nly  shore, 

The  Lord  himself  will  stand  revealed. 

5  When  'midst  the  throng  celestial  placed. 

The  bright  original  I  see, 
From  which  thy  sacred  page  was  traced, 
Sweet  book !  I've  no  more  need  of  thee. 

1  f\n  C.  M.  Stennett. 

-*•  ^  *    The  Excellency  of  the  Scriptures, 
Mat.  xiii.  11. 

1  ~p  ET  avarice,  from  shore  to  shore 

I  J  Her  favorite  good  pursue  ; 
Thy  word,  0  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  When  God  the  Holy  Ghost  reveals 

The  riches  it  contains, 
And  in  the  conscience  safely  seals 
The  grandeur  of  its  lines  ; 

3  Then  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy, 

Are  open'd  to  our  sight ; 

The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 

And  gems  divinely  bright, 

4  The  counsels  of  redeeming  gi-ace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Savior's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

5  Here  light,  descending  from  above, 

Directsour  doubtful  feet; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

6  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redress'd. 

And  all  our  Avants  supplied; 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  bless'd 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

P.  M.  Sonnets. 

The  letter  Jcilleth,  but  the  spirit  giveth  life. 

HAT  if  we  read  and  understand 
The  written  word  of  God's  command, 
And  give  it  credit  meet ; 


108 

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THE  LAW.  73 

The  word  is  but  a  looking-glass, 
And  only  shews  a  man  his  face, 
Unless  the  word  we  eat. 

It  raiseth  no  man  from  the  dead, 
While  seated  only  in  the  head, 

But  leaves  him  dry  and  faint : 
It  maketh  matter  for  some  talk, 
But  cannot  give  him  legs  to  walk, 

Nor  make  a  man  a  saint. 

The  word  consists  of  letters  fair. 
But  letters  merely  dead  things  are, 

And  cannot  cliange  the  heart ; 
The  letter  only  briugeth  death, 
Unless  the  spirit  by  his  breath 

A  quick'ning  power  impart. 

May  thy  commands  obedience  get. 
And  promises  yield  comforts  sweet 

And  threat'nings  awe  my  soul ; 
Let  exhortations  spur  me  on, 
And  cautions  make  me  watchful  run, 

And  love  inspire  the  whole. 

According  as  my  wants  require, 
Adapt  the  word  as  food  and  fire. 

To  nourish  and  to  warm ; 
Let  ev'ry  page  afford  new  wealth. 
Convey  some  life  and  godly  health, 

And  guard  my  steps  from  harm. 


THE  LAW. 

"1  no  L.M.  Watts. 

i.\JtJ  jif^^  £a«)  and  Gospel  distinguished. 

1  nnHE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 

I    What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe  ; 
But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 
Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 

2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 

And  shows  how  vile  ouv  hearts  have  been ; 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 

3  What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  that  fails  but  once  ! 
But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears 
Pardoning  the  guilt  of  numerous  years. 


74  THE  LAW. 

4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
TL}'  life  aud  comfort  from  the  law, 
Fly  to  tlie  hope  the  gospel  gives  ; 
The  man  that  trusts  the  promise  lives. 

■]  -]  (\  S.  M.  Watts. 

■^  J-  '^  The  Law  and  Gospel. 

1  rriHE  Lord  declares  his  will, 

I    And  keeps  the  world  in  awe  ; 
Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And  smiling  from  above, 

Sends  down  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 
Th'  epistles  of  his  love. 

3  These  sacred  words  impart 
Our  Maker's  just  commands ; 

The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

4  [Hence  we  awake  our  fear, 
We  draw  our  comfort  hence ; 

The  arms  of  grace  are  treasur'd  here, 
And  armor  of  defence. 

5  We  learn  Christ  crucified. 
And  here  behold  his  blood ; 

All  arts  and  knowledges  beside 
Will  do  us  little  good.] 

6  We  read  the  heavenly  word, 
The  record  of  his  grace, 

Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  promises. 

7  In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 
Against  a  book  divine  ; 

Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page, 
Where  beams  of  mercy  sliine. 

Ill  CM.  Watts. 

■'--*--'-       Moses,  Aaron  and  Joshua. 

1  T I  US  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 

1     On  holy  Sinai  given, 
Or  sent  to  men  by  Moses'  hands. 
Can  bring  us  safe  to  heaven. 

2  Nor  can  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt, 

Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell, 
Procure  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 
Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 


THE  LAW.  75  ] 

3  Aaron  the  priest  resigns  liis  breath  ' 

x-Vt  God's  immediate  will ;  ; 

And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death  I 

Upon  th'  appointed  hill.  , 

4  And  thus  on  Jordon's  yonder  side,  ■ 

The  tribes  of  Israel  stand,  \ 

WTiile  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  died  • 

Short  of  the  promis'd  land.  ;| 

6  Israel,  rejoice,  now  Joshua*  leads,  i 

He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest?  .' 
So  far  the  Savior's  name  exceeds 

The  Ruler  and  the  Priest.  i 

1  l  O  L.  M.  Watts.  j 

J-i-^y/ie  practical  use  of  the  law  to  the  con-  j 

vinced  Sinner.  \ 

1  TTERE,  Lord,  my  soul  convicted  stands  ' 
XX  Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands ;  j 
And  on  me  justly  raightst  thou  pour 

Thy  wrath  in  one  eternal  shower.  , 

2  But,  thanks  to  God !  its  loud  alarms  ^ 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms;  \ 
And  now,  0  Lord,  my  wants  I  see  ;  i 
Lost  and  undone  I  come  to  thee.  i 

3  I  see  my  fig-leaf  righteousness 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redress ; 
Yet,  in  thy  gospel  plan,  I  see 
There's  hope  of  pardon  e'en  for  me. 

4  Here  I  behold  thy  wonders.  Lord  ! 
How  Christ  hath  to  thy  law  restored 
Those  honors,  on  th'  atoning  day. 
Which  guilty  sinners  took  away. 

5  Amazing  wisdom,  power  and  love, 
Display'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 
Do  thou,  0  Lord,  my  faith  increase. 
To  love  and  trust  thy  plan  of  gra'ce. 

1  "1  Q  CM.  Cowper. 

■*-  -*-  ^Servile  Obedience  followed  by  evangelical. 

1  ~Vro  strength  of  nature  can  suffice 
Xi      To  serve  the  Lord  aright ; 
And  what  she  has,  she  misapplies, 

For  want  of  clearer  light. 

2  How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 

In  bondage  and  distress ! 

*  Joshua,  the  same  with  Jesus,  and  signifies  a 
Savior. 


76  THE  LAW. 

I  toil'd,  the  precept  to  obey, 
But  toil'd  without  success. 

3  Then,  to  abstain  fi'ora  outward  sin 

Was  more  than  I  could  do  ; 
Now,  if  I  feel  its  power  within, 
I  feel  I  hate  it  too  ; 

4  Then,  all  my  servile  works  were  dono 

A  righteousness  to  raise  ; 
Now,  freely  chosen  in  the  Sou, 
I  freely  choose  his  ways. 

6  '  What  shall  I  do  ?4  was  then  the  word, 
'  That  I  may  worthier  grow  ?' 
'  What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord  ?' 
Is  my  inquiry  now. 

6  To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfll'd. 
And  hear  his  pardoning  voice, 
Changes  a  slave  into  a  child, 
And  duty  into  choice. 
1  1  4_  L.  M.  Watts. 

■^■*-^    The  Law  and  Gospel ;  or,  Christ  a 
JRefuge. 

1  '/^URST  be  the  man,  for  ever  curst, 

\J  '  That  doth  one  wilful  sin  commit ; 
'  Death  and  daumation  for  the  first, 
'  Without  relief,  and  infinite.' 

2  Thus  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  earth 
Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  flings  ; 
But  Jesus,  thy  dear  gasping  breath, 
And  Calvary,  say  gentler  things  : 

3  *  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundless  love, 

*  Streaming  along  a  Savior's  blood  ; 

*  And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 

*  Obtain'd  by  our  dear  bleeding  liord.' 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays  (the  charming  sound 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)  '  Forgive  ." 
And  every  groan  and  gaping  wound 
Cries,  '  Father,  let  tlie  rebels  live  !' 

6  Go,  you  that  rest  upon  the  law. 
And  toil  and  seek  salvation  there  ; 
Look  to  the  flame  that  Moses  saw. 
And  shrink,  and  tremble,  and  despair; 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  cross — 
Savior,  at  thy  dear  feet  I'll  lie  ; 
And  the  keen  sword  that  justice  draws, 
Flaming  and  red,  shall  pass  me  by. 


THE  LA-W.  77 

1  1  Px  P.  M.  Cowper. 

±±1^  2^;jg  jT^p^s  under-  the  Law,  Heb.  iv.  2. 

1  TSRAEL  in  ancient  days, 

I      Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learu'd  the  gospel  too  ; 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass 
In  which  they  saw  the  Savior's  face, 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enlightened  eyes. 

And  once  applied  with  power, 
"Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  bring  a  sinner  nigh  to  God. 

3  The  Lamb,  the  Dove,  set  forth 

His  perfect  innocence. 
Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 

Should  be  the  soul's  defence  ; 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone. 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head 

The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And,  to  the  desert  led. 

Was  to  be  seen  no  more  ; 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say — 
"  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 

5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 

The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type,  well  understood, 

Express'd  the  sinner's  plea — 
Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd. 
And  by  a  Savior's  death  discharg'd. 

6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace. 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footstep  of  thy  grace. 
The  same  in  ev'ry  age  ! 

0  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be. 

To  clearer  light,  vouchsaf 'd  to  me. 

1  1  f*  CM.  Watts. 

■^  ^^  Conmction  of  Sin  by  the  Law,  Rom.  vii. 

8,  9.  U.  24. 

1  T  ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
■  J     And  felt  no  inward  dread  ; 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 


78  THE  LAW. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  poAver  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 

Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 

My  sins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain.] 

6  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 
Under  the  power  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath 
For  some  kind  power  to  save. 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 


117 


S.  M.  Watts. 

Moses  and  Christ  ;  or,  the  Law  and 
Gospel. 


THE  law  by  Moses  came. 
But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

Amidst  the  house  of  God 
Their  different  works  were  done ; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands 
The  Sovereign  and  the  Head. 

The  man  that  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought. 
Behold !  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls. 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


THE  LA\^.  79 

1  1  Q  CM.  Kent. 

X  J-  O  2^/15  Sinner  seeking  Life  by  the  Works  of 

the  Laio. 

1  "OEHOLD  how  Adam's  helpless  race 

O     Are  striving,  though  in  vain  ; 
Who  think,  by  works,  and  not  by  grace, 
Salvation  to  obtain. 

2  Though  dead  in  sin,  they  struggle  hard, 

And  seek  to  enter  in 
The  gate  that  flaming  cherubs  guard. 
Forever  shut  by  sin. 

3  But  when  the  killing  law  takes  place, 

It  makes  their  efforts  null ; 
Salvation  then  appears  of  grace 
Abundant,  free,  and  full. 

4  Now  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross 

His  eyes  the  sinner  turns  ; 
His  brighter  deeds  he  counts  but  dross, 
And  o'er  his  vileness  mourns. 

6  God,  on  the  table  of  his  heart, 
Inscribes  his  love  and  fear, 
He  loves  the  law  in  ev'ry  part, 
But  takes  no  refuge  there. 

6  Give  us,  0  God,  thy  grace  to  see 

Tlie  only  fountain,  thou — 
Then  shall  we  OAvn  salvation  free, 

And  at  thy  footstool  bow. 
1  -|  q  C.  M.  Hart. 

■*-  -^  ^  Salvation  by  Christ  alone,  Rom.  xi.  6. 

1  TTOW  can  ye  hope,  deluded  souls, 
11     To  see  what  none  e'er  saw, 

Salvation  by  the  works  obtaiu'd 
Of  Sinai's  fiery  law  ? 

2  There  ye  may  toil,  and  weep,  and  fast. 

And  vex  your  heart  with  pain ; 
And,  when  you've  ended,  find  at  last 
That  all  your  toil  was  vain. 

b  That  law  but  makes  your  guilt  abound; 
Sad  help,  and  what  is  worse 
All  souls  that  under  that  are  found, 
By  God  himself  are  cursed. 

4  This  curse  pertains  to  those  who  break 
One  precept,  e'er  so  small; 
And  Where's  the  man,  in  thought  or  deed, 
That  has  not  broken  all. 


80  TgE  LAW. 

5  Only  by  faith  in  Jesus'  wounds 

The  sinner  finds  release ; 
No  other  sacrifice  for  sin 
Will  God  accept  but  this. 

1  on  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^^^  Laio  and  Gospel. 

1  raiHE  law  supposing  I  have  all, 

1    Does  ever  for  perfection  call; 
The  gospel  suits  my  total  want, 
And  all  the  law  can  seek  does  grant. 

2  The  law  could  promise  life  to  me, 
[f  my  obedience  perfect  be  ; 

Bat  grace  does  promise  life  upon 
My  Lord's  obedience  alone. 

3  The  law  will  not  abate  a  mite  ; 
The  gospel  all  the  sum  will  quite  ; 
There  God  in  threat'nings  is  array'd, 
But  here  in  promises  display'd. 

4  The  law  is  weak  through  sinful  flesh ; 
The  gospel  brings  recruits  afresh  : 
The  first  a  killing  letter  wears  ; 

The  last  a  quick'ning  spirit  bears. 

6  The  law  seeks  for  perfection's  height, 
Yet  gives  no  strength,  nor  offers  might; 
But  precious  gospel-tidings  glad, 
Declares  where  all  is  to  be  had. 

1  91  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

J.  -J  X  jtf^g  i^yj  commands  and  grace  pet  forms. 

1  rilHE  law  of  heavy  hard  commands, 

I     Confirms  the  weaken'd  sinner's  bands ; 
But  grace  proclaims  relieving  news, 
And  scenes  of  matchless  mercy  shews. 

2  No  precept  clogs  the  gospel-call, 
But  therein  grace  is  all  in  all ; 
No  laAv  is  here  but  that  of  grace, 
Which  brings  relief  in  ev'ry  case. 

3  The  gospel  is  the  promise  fair 
Of  grace,  all  ruins  to  repair; 
And  leaves  no  sinner  room  to  say, 
'  Alas !  this  debt  I  cannot  pay  ; 

4  '  Tliis  grievous  yoke  I  cannot  bear, 
'  Tliis  high  demand  I  cannot  clear.' 
Grace  stops  tlie  mouth  of  such  complaints, 
And  store  of  full  supply  presents. 


THE  GOSPEIi.  81 

5  The  glorious  gospel  is,  in  brief, 

A  sov'reign  v>'ord  of  sweet  relief; 

Not  clogg'd  with  cumbersome  commands, 

To  bind  the  soul's  receiving  hands. 

6  'Tis  joyful  news  of  sov'reign  grace, 

That  reigns  in  state  through  righteousness; 
To  ransom  from  all  threat'ning  woes, 
And  answer  all  commanding  Do's. 

7  This  gospel  comes  with  help  indeed, 
Adapted  unto  sinner's  need ; 

These  joyful  news  that  suit  their  case. 
Are  chariots  of  his  drawing  grace. 


THE  GOSPEL. 

TOO  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  A  blessed  Gospel. 

1  "OLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

r>     The  gospel's  jo3^ful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Tliy  God  for  ever  lives. 

190  L.M.  Watts. 

J- ■^^  The  Apostle^ s  Commission  ;  or,  the  Gos- 
pel attested  by  Miracles,  Mark  xvi.  15,  &c. 
Matt,  sxviii.  18,  &c. 

1  '/~i  0  preach  my  gospel,  saiihthe  Lord, 

VJT  '  Let  every  hearing  ear  receive  : 
'  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word, 
'  He  shall  be  damn'd  that  don't  believe. 

2  '  [I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 
'  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true 

*  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
'  By  all  the  wouders  ye  shall  do. 

3  *  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 

*  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 


82  THE  GOSPEL. 

*  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

'  Tlio' Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme.] 

4  *  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
'  I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end  ; 

*  All  i^ower  is  trusted  in  ray  hands, 
'  I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend.' 

6  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
They  to  the  farthest  nation  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

1  9 /(  L.  M.  Watts. 

±  ^^  rp-^Q  excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion. 

1  T"  ET  everlasting  glories  crown 

I  i  Thy  head,  my  Savior  and  my  Lord  ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  [What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 
And  search  from  Britain  to  Japan, 
There  shall  be  no  religion  found 

So  just  to  God,  so  safe  for  man.] 

3  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 
Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Until  the  love  of  Christ  is  shown. 

4  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 
How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promises  how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands ! 

6  [Kot  the  feign'd  fields  of  heathenish  bliss 
Could  raise  such  jileasures  in  the  mind  ; 
Nor  does  the  Turkish  paradise 
Pretend  to  joys  so  well  refin'd.] 

C  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanities  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

1  OfC  CM.  Watts. 

X-^«J  T/ie  different  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  /CHRIST  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme : 
\J     The  mysteries  that  we  speak 

Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word ; 


THE  GOSPEL.  83 

They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  tlieir  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diifuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Ap olios  sows  the  ground, 

And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
lOa  CM.  Watts. 

-*-^^    A  rational  Defence  of  the  Gospel. 

1  CJHALL  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 
k^    Of  our  Redeemer,  God  ? 

Shall  infldels  reproach  his  laws, 
Or  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2  WTiat  if  he  chose  mysterious  ways 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ; 
May  not  the  works  of  sovereign  grace 
Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts ! 

3  \Vliat  if  the  gospel  bids  us  fight 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin  ; 
The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  foolish,  and  the  poor 

His  glorious  grace  partake  ; 
This  but  confirms  the  truth  the  more, 
For  so  the  prophets  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacred  name 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin ; 
On  them  alone  we  charge  the  blame ; 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  grow  firm  and  strong, 

Our  lips  profess  his  word  ; 
Nor  blush  nor  fear  to  walk  among 
The  men  that  love  the  Lord. 

T  Oy  L.M.  Watts. 

■^■^  *  The  Gospel  the  Power  of  God  to  Salva- 
tion, Rom.  i.  16.    I  Cor.  i.  18,  24. 

1  "ITTHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 

VV  That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo  ? 
Wliere  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  his  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven ! 


84  THE  GOSPEL. 

Can  souls  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  tliere  such  power  and  glory  dwell 
As  saves  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  road  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines, 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  Cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers  with  disdain 
Pronounce  the  truths  of  Jesus  vain, 
I'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame. 
And  sing  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

TOO  L.M.  Watts. 

±Zj(J        fpj^g  Power  of  the  Gospel. 

1  npHIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 

1    Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive  : 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live  ; 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  cloth'd  afresh. 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

3  [Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night. 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light; 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls. 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls.] 

4  [Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Receive  the  nature  of  the  lamb  ; 
While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange. 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 

5  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze,  and  hate  me  too  ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

T  OQ  C.  M.  Watts. 

±^o        qq(1  glorified  in  the  Gospel. 

1  npHE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
JL     Convenes  his  children  near, 


THE  GOSPEL.  85 

"Wliile  power  and  truth  and  boundless  love 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here  in  thy  gospel's  wondrous  frame 

Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  wi'it  in  fairest  lines, 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  through  all  the  mystery  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
•     And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 
Its  honors  in  his  blood. 

6  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace. 
Our  warmer  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  oui'  joys. 

1  Of)  S.  M.  Watts. 

•'-^^  The  blessedness  of  Gospel  Times;   or, 

the  Revelation  of  Christ  to  Jews  and  Gentiles, 

Isa.  V.  2,  7-10.    Matt.  xiii.  16,  17. 

1  TTQW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
XX.  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 

Proclaim  salvation  with  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

*  Zion,  behold  thy  Savior  King, 
'  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.' 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes 
Tliat  see  this  heavenly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

6      The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

G      The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Tlirough  all  the  earth  abroad ; 


86  THE  GOSPEL. 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Savior  and  their  God. 

mL.  M.  Beddome. 

The  Gospel  of  Christ. 

1  /^  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

VJT  Makes  his  eternal  counsel  known ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name ; 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood. 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 

3  Here,  Jesus  in  ten  thousand  ways 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 

4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts. 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saints  revive. 

6  Our  raging  passions  it  controls. 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view. 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage ! 


132 


C.  M.  Gibbons. 

The  Gospel  worthy  of  all  Acceptation^ 
1  Tim.  i.  15. 


M 


ESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
Whom  seraphim  obey. 
The  bosom  of  the  Father  leaves, 
And  enters  human  clay. 

Into  our  sinful  world  he  comes, 
The  messenger  of  grace. 

And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires, 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

Our  Jesus  saves  from  sin  and  hell ; 

His  words  are  true  and  sure, 
And  on  this  rock  our  faith  may  rest 

Immovably  secure. 


THE  GOSPEL.  87 

4  0  let  these  tidings  be  receiv'd, 
With  universal  joy, 
And  let  the  high  angelic  praise 
Our  tuneful  powers  employ ! 

6  '  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son 
'  To  bear  our  shame  and  pain  ; 
*  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men, 
'  In  endless  blessings  reign.' 

TOO  CM.  Rippon's  Col. 

±OOrpf^g  Qospel  a  Feast,  Isaiah xxv.  6. 

1  /^N  Sion,  his  most  holy  mount, 
V^  God  will  a  feast  prepare. 
And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands 

Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

2  Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 

His  bounteous  hand  bestows  ; 
Wine  on  the  lees,  and  wellrefin'd, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

3  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  given; 
See  rebels,  by  redeeming  grace, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven ! 

4  The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying,  now 

To  ease  and  health  restor'd. 
With  eager  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

6  But  0  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 
AVhat  dainties  shall  be  given, 
Wlien,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feast  of  heaven. 

6  There  joys  immeasurably  high 
Shall  overflow  the  soul. 
And  springs  of  life  that  never  dry 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 

I  OA  P.  M.  Altered  by  Toplady. 

X  Ott  y/ie  Jubilee. 

1  "OLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

r>  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 


88  THE   GOSPEL. 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  [Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage_above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home.] 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell 

Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  bankrupt  debtors,  know 

The  sovereign  grace  of  heaven ; 
Though  sums  immense  ye  owe, 

A  free  discharge  is  given  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near. 

Behold  your  Savior's  face  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

7  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 
Ye  moiirnful  souls  be  glad  ! 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

1  q  f^  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

±00  rpjig  Q-ospel  Jubilee,  Psalm  Ixxxix.  15. 

1  T  OUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound, 

I  A  And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 
Let  every  soul  with  transport  hear. 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know 
That  you  ten  thousand  talents  owe, 
Wlien  humble  at  his  feet  you  fall. 
Your  gracious  God  forgives  them  all. 

3  Slaves,  that  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  sin  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign. 


THE  GOSPEL.  89 

To  liberty  assert  your  claim,  ■ 

And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  name.  j 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 

Your  joy,  your  boast,  is  freely  given ;  j 

Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits,  , 

With  golden  streets  and  pearly  gates.  | 

5  Her  blest  inhabitants  no  more  \ 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ;  ; 
No  debt,  but  love  immensely  great ;  ' 
Their  joy  still  rises  with  the  debt.  ; 

6  O  happy  souls  that  know  the  sound,  i 
Celestial  light  their  steps  surround,  *  1 
Jfnd  show  that  jubilee  begun,  i 
Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run.  I 

TO/:*  L.  M.  Primitive. 

±OU        The  Preaching  of  Christ.  ] 

1  TTOW  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel  sound, 

XX  From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace,  , 

When  listening  thousands  gathered  round,  ] 

And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place.  ■  ''' 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke,  ' 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke,  ; 

Unveiling  an  immortal  day.  ■; 

3  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  home  ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest ; 

Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come,  , 
Ol3ey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

1  07                         L.M.                         Watts.  -j 

J-^  *  The  Effusion  of  the  Spirit ;  or,  the  Sue-  ; 
cess  of  the  Gospel. 

1  /^  REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great,  ! 
VH"  When  the  divine  disciples  met ;  | 
Wliilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came,  i 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame.  ] 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  ! 
And  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save  ! 

Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words,  • 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth  I 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north ;  i 
Go,  and  assert  your  Savior's  cause,  1 
'  Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross.' 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war. 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  are  j 


90  THE  GOSPEL. 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low  ! 

6  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdued; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 
And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue, 
1  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
A  willing  captive  to  ray  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 

TOO  L.  M.  Kent. 

XfJU     y^g  Mission  of  Zion^s  Heralds. 

IAS  Moses  lifts  the  serpent  high, 
XJL  At  God's  command,  lest  Israel  die, 
So  in  the  gospel,  full  and  free. 
Let  Jesus  now  exalted  be. 

2  Lift  him,  ye  heralds,  sent  of  God, 
Proclaim  the  virtue  of  his  blood — 
Point  sinners  there,  though  vile  as  hell, 
Whose  rankling  wounds  with  venom  swell. 

3  Lift  him  on  high,  as  God,  the  Son, 
With  seraphs  waiting  at  his  throne  ; 
Supreme  in  poAver,  in  love  supreme. 
Mighty  to  save  and  to  redeem. 

4  Lift  him  in  all  his  bloody  hue. 
As  Israel's  hope  and  portion  too, 
And  thither  lead  the  weary  saint. 
The  weak,  the  wounded  and  the  faint. 

5  With  "  look  and  live"  as  Israel  did 
Their  rising  doubts  and  fears  forbid  ; 
Declare  his  blood,  how  rich  and  full, 
To  make  their  past  transgressions  null. 

6  0  wond'rous  cross,  0  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
I'll  sing  thy  love,  and  tell  thy  fame, — 
And,  taught  to  feel  my  sin  and  wo, 
Will  to  thy  wounds  for  shelter  go. 

1  OQ  C.  M.  Kent. 

XOt/       Prophesying  to  the  Dry  Bones. 

1  "TTrHILE  in  the  vale  of  vision  dead, 

VV      The  house  of  Israel  lie, 
Jehovah  to  the  Prophet  said — 
"  Go  thou,  and  prophesy. 

2  "  Go  thou,  nor  reas'ning  scruples  make, 

Because  the  bones  are  dry  ; 


THE  GOSPEL.  91 

My  voice  shall  bid  the  dead  awake  ; 
Go  thou  and  prophesy. 

3  "  ril  bid  the  dying  sinner  live, 

To  lift  my  name  on  high  ; 
Eternal  life  'tis  mine  to  give — 
Go  thou  and  prophesy. 

4  "  Preach  Jesus  as  he's  brought  to  view, 

And  thither  point  their  eye  ; 
'Tis  I  must  give  to  will  and  do — 
Go  thou  and  prophesy. 

5  "  From  stones,  to  celebrate  my  grace, 

While  mercy's  tidings  tly, 
My  arms  shall  raise  a  num'rousrace, — 
Go  thou  and  prophesy." 

6  Let  Zion's  watchmen  ne'er  refrain 

Her  silver  trump  to  blow ; 
For  Jesus  can,  with  feeblest  strain. 
His  richest  grace  bestow. 

"I  ±0  C.  M.  Kent. 

^^^  Search  the  Scriptures. 

1  "/^  0  search  the  scriptures,"  saith  our  Lord, 

yjr  "  They  testify  of  me  ; 
'Tis  truth's  eternal  great  record, 
From  ev'ry  error  free. 

2  "  There  my  eternal  Godhead  shines 

With  bright  refulgent  rays  ; 
There  beam  Jehovah's  great  designs. 
From  everlasting  days. 

3  "  There  the  great  gospel  scheme  behold, 

Chief  of  the  works  of  God  ; 
Replete  with  grace  and  love  untold, 
And  pardon  seal'd  with  blood. 

4  "  There's  armor  for  the  trying  day. 

Both  shield  and  helmet  too  ; 
And  grace,  the  fainting  soul  to  stay, 
And  always  something  new. 

5  "  There's  balm  to  heal  the  wounds  of  sin. 

On  life's  fail-  tree  it  grows — 
And  blood,  to  wash  your  garments  in, — 
From  Jesus'  side  it  flows." 

C  0  may  the  Spirit's  influence  sweet 
Shine  on  the  glorious  whole — • 
Its  precepts  guide  my  roving  feet, 
Its  promise  feast  my  soul. 


92  THE  GOSPEL. 

■]  A-]  C.  M.  Kent. 

■'-^-*-      The  joyful  sound  of  the  Gospel. 

1  rpHE  glorious  gospel  of  our  God, 
JL   Is  joyful  news  from  heaven — 

Salvation  free  in  Jesus'  blood, 
And  life  eternal  given. 

2  'Tis  not  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Nor  silver  trump  we  hear, 
When  Sinai's  terrors  men  confound, 
With  Zion's  beauties  fair. 

3  He  needs  no  creatm-e  power  or  skill, 

His  finish'd  work  to  mend, 
But  works  his  own  eternal  will 
As  wisdom  did  intend. 

4  Wlien  Uzza  stretch'd  his  puny  hand, 

Behold  his  awful  fall ; 
The  shaking  ark  secure  shall  stand, 
When  God  designs  it  shall. 

5  If  'tis  of  works,  and  not  of  grace. 

No  crown  shall  mortals  have  ; 
Not  all  the  good  of  Adam's  race, 
A  single  soul  can  save. 

6  To  God,  the  Father's  love  divine. 

The  Spirit,  and  the  Son, 

Let  everlasting  honors  shine 

While  years  eternal  run. 

1 42  S's  Kent. 

itt^  T/ie  Gospel,  Glad  ladings  to  Si-nners. 

1  'nniS  the  gospel's  joyful  tidings, 

I    Full  salvation  sweetly  sounds  ; 

Grace,  to  heal  thy  foul  backslidings, 

Sinner,  flows  from  Jesus'  wounds. 

2  Are  thy  sins  beyond  recounting. 

Like  the  sand  the  ocean  laves  ? 
Jesus  is  of  life  the  fountain — 
He  unto  the  utmost  saves. 

3  Love's  abyss  there's  no  exploring, 

'Tis  beyond  the  seraph's  ken  ; 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  adoring, 
We  revere  thy  love  to  men. 

4  Hail  the  Lamb  who  came  to  save  us. 

Hail  the  love  that  made  him  die  ! 
'Tis  the  gift  that  God  hath  giv'n  us, 
We'll  proclaim  liis  honors  high. 


THE  GOSPEL.  93 

6  When  we  join  tlie  gen'ral  chorus 
Of  the  royal  blood-bought  tlu'ong, 
Who  to  glory  went  before  us, 
Sav'd  from  ev'ry  tribe  and  tongue  ; 

6  Then  we'll  make  the  blissful  regions 

Echo  to  our  Savior's  praise  ; 
TVTiile  the  bright  angelic  legions 

Listen  to  the  charming  lays. 
1  JO  CM.  Kent. 

■^~^^  Jesus  the  sum  and  substance  of  the  Gospel. 

1  XESUS  the  sum  and  substance  is 
fj    Of  all  the  gospel  scheme  ; 

In  him  salvation,  all  of  grace, 
Shines  with  refulgent  beam. 

2  Jehovah's  counsels  and  decrees, 

Before  the  world  began. 
With  all  the  gospel  promises, 
Respect  his  only  Son. 

3  Prophetic  lore  declar'd  his  birth, 

His  mission  and  his  name 
Ages  before,  to  this  our  earth, 
The  friend  of  sinners  came. 

4  Favor'd  Isaiah  heard  him  groan, 

Saw  justice  smite  his  head, 
Oppress'd  with  sins,  but  not  his  own, 
And  to  the  slaughter  led. 

5  His  own  great  sacrifice  complete, 

Hath  made  his  Israel  free  ; 
The  paschal  Lamb  by  faith  they. eat, 
And  this  deliv'rance  see. 

6  His  church  he  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

And  who  shall  dare  condemn  ? 
But  ne'er  remov'd  the  wrath  of  God, 
For  God  was  love  to  them. 

1  /j  I  L.  M.  Xewton. 

-^  -'--^  JSncouragemeni  to  preach  the   Gospel, 

John  xxix.  6. 

1  "TTTHEN  Peter,  thro'  the  tedious  night, 

V  V    Had  often  cast  his  net  in  vain. 
Soon  as  the  Lord  appeared  in  sight. 
He  gladly  let  it  down  again. 

2  Once  more  the  gospel  net  we  cast — 

Do  thou,  0  Lord,  the  effort  own  ; 

We  learn  from  disappointments  past, 

To  rest  pur  hope  on  thee  alone. 


94  THE  GOSPEL. 

3  May  this  be  a  mucli-favored  hour, 
To  souls  for  whom  the  Savior  bled  ; 
0  clothe  thy  word  with  sov'reign  power — 
To  Jesus  may  such  souls  be  led. 

4:  Have  mercy  on  our  num'rous  youth, 
Who,  young  in  years,  are  old  in  sin, 
And  by  thy  spirit  and  thy  trutli, 
Show  them  the  state  their  souls  are  in. 

5  Then  Christ's,  the  Savior's  matchless  love, 
To  ev'ry  wounded  heart  reveal'd, 
Temptations,  fears  and  guilt  remove, 
And  be  their  sun,  their  strength  and  shield. 

C  To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  word — 
On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine  ; 
Let  poor  backsliders  be  restor'd, 
And  all  thy  saints  in  praises  join. 
7  0  hear  our  prayer,  and  give  us  hope, 

That  Avhen  thy  voice  shall  call  us  home, 
Tliou  still  wilt  raise  a  people  up. 
To  love  and  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

1  A^  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

■^^^    Great  is  the  Mystery  of  Godliness. 

1  TT7ITH0UT  dispute,  'twixt  bond  or  free, 

V  V    Great  is  the  gospel  mystery  ; 
How  God  in  Christ  has  reconcil'd 
Those  who  were  once  by  sin  defil'd. 

2  Shall  seraphs  try  the  same  to  prove  ? 
'Tis  buried  in  eternal  love  : 

'Tis  lost  in  this  unfathom'd  sea, 

And  swallow'd  up,  great  God,  in  thee. 

3  Here  the  divine  perfections  meet, 
Mercy  and  truth  each  other  greet ; 
Justice  and  peace,  in  Jesus,  see. 
Unite  in  sacred  harmony. 

4  Great  was  the  myst'ry,  truly  great. 
That  hell's  designs  should  hell  defeat ; 
But  here  eternal  wisdom  shin'd, 

For  Satan  wrought  what  God  design'd. 
6  Great  was  the  myst'ry  of  that  love, 

When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 

Expos'd  his  life  and  precious  blood, 

To  bring  rebellious  man  to  God. 
6  Oh  !  deep  abyss  of  love  profound. 

Too  vast  for  angel-minds  to  sound ; 


THE  GOSPEL.  95 

To  scan  the  same  our  tlioughts  are  lost ; 
Hail  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

1  A  a  lis.  Hart. 

-L^^  The  Gospel,  1  Tim.  i.  15. 

1  rriHE  gospel  brings  tidings  to  each  wounded 

■  soul, 

That  Jesus,the  Savior, can  make  it  quite  whole: 
And  what  makes  this  gospel  most  precious  to 
It  holds  forth  salvation  so  perfectly  free  !  [me, 

2  The  gospel  declares  that  God,  sending  his  Son 
To  die  for  poor  sinners,  gave  all  things  in  one  ; 
This,  too,  makes  the  gospel  most  precious  to 
Because  'tis  a  gospel  as  full  as  'tis  free  !  [me, 

3  Since  Jesus  has  sav'd  me,  and  that  freely  too, 
I  fain  Avould  in  all  things  my  gratitude  show  ; 
But  as  to  man's  merit,  'tis  hateful  to  me  ! 
The  gospel — I  love  it ;  'tis  perfectly  free  ! 

1  4_7  C.  M.  Watts. 

-*-^ '  Saints  in  the  hands  of  Christ,  John  x.  28. 

1  TT^IRM  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 
S-       My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep. 
All  that  his  heavenly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  heU  shall  e'er  remove 

His  favorites  from  his  breast, 
In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 

1 4Q  C.  M.  Watts. 

■^^^  The  callings  of  the  Gospel;  or,  spiritual 

Food  and  Clothing,  Isa.  Iv.  1,  &c. 

1  T  ET  every  quicken'd  ear  attend, 

I  J    And  every  heart  rejoice. 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  attracting  voice. 

2  Ho,  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Tbat  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vamly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind ; 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 


96  THE  GOSPEIi. 

And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  w^ine. 

6  [Ye  perishing  and  naked  poor, 

Wlio  work  with  mighty  pain 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own 
That  will  not  hide  your  sin ; 

7  Come  naked  and  adorn  your  souls 

In  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labors  of  his  Son, 
And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.] 

8  Dear  God,  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines. 
Deep  as  our  helpless  mis'ries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day, 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

7s.  Newton. 


149 


1  I^OT  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze,* 
_LM    But  to  Zion's  throne  of  grace, 
By  a  way  mark'd  out  with  blood, 
Sinners  now  approach  to  God. 

2  Not  to  hear  the  fiery  law. 
But  with  humble  joy  to  draw 
Water,  by  that  well  supplied,! 
Jesus  open'd  when  he  died. 

3  Jjord,  there  are  no  streams  but  thine 
Can  assua.re  a  thirst  like  mine  : 

'Tis  a  thirst  thyself  didst  give. 
Let  me,  therefore,  drink  and  live. 

*Heb.  xii.  18.  22.        flsa.  xii.  3. 


INCARNATION  OP  THE  SON  OF  GOD.  97 

INCARNATION  OF  THE  SON  OF  GOD. 

■J  50  L.M.  Watts. 

•*-  ^ ^     God  the  Son  eq ual  to iih  the  Falher. 

1  T) RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God! 
J3  Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat, 

To  thee  we  lift  a  humble  thought, 
And  worshii)  at  thy  awful  feet. 

2  [Thy  power  hath  formed,  thy  Avisdom  sways 
All  nature  with  a  sovereign  Avord  ; 

And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superior  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one. 
And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne. 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 

4  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who  among  the  sons  of  light  * 
Pretends  comparison  Avith  thee  ! 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
Jesus  arrayed  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  Avith  God. 

6  Their  glory  shines  Avith  equal  beams  ; 
Their  essence  is  forever  one. 

Though  they  are  knoAf  n  by  different  names, 
The  Father  God;  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 
With  equal  honors  be  adored  ; 

His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  their  Lord. 

T  n~\  L.  M.  Wattg 

1.01.     rpj^g  j)eHy  and  Humanily  of  Christ. 
John  i.  1.  3.  14.    Col.  1.  16.    Eph.  iii.  9,  10. 

1  "TT^  RE  the  blue  heaA'ensAverestretch'd  abroad 

trj  From  everlasting  Avas  the  Word ; 
AVith  God  he  was ;  the  Word  Avas  God, 
And  must  diAunely  be  adored. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made  ; 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand; 

He  is  the  neAv  creation's  Head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  gin  Avas  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars ; 

4 


52, 


98  INCARNATION  OF 

(Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ?) 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  hold  converse  with  worms, 
Brest  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face. 
The  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  ! 
When  through  his  flesh  the  Godhead  shone. 

6  Bright  angels  leave  their  high  abode 
To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

'  Glory  and  Grace  in  (Ixeperson  of  Christ. 

1  "VTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 

X 1    Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosannah  to  the  eternal  name. 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands ; 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

5  Grace,  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ;   - 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  : 

Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound. 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  0,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
"Wiiere  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 

1  no,  L.  M.  Watts. 

-»-^*-'  Christ  the  Eternal  Life,  Rom.  ix.  5. 

1    XESUS  our  Savior  and  our  God, 
fj    Arrayed  in  majesty  and  blood, 


THE  SON  OF  GOD.  99 

Thou  art  our  life  ;  our  souls  in  thee 
Possess  a  full  felicity. 

2  All  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 
lu  thee,  our  surety  and  our  head  ; 
Thy  cross,  thj'  cradle,  and  thy  tlirone, 
Are  big  with  glories  yet  unknoAvn. 

3  Let  atheists  scoff,  and  Jews  blaspheme 
The  eternal  life  and  Jesus'  name  ; 

A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Dooms  the  rebellious  world  to  death. 

4  But  let  my  soul  for  ever  lie 
Beneath  the  blessings  of  thine  eye  ; 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above 
To  see  thy  face  and  taste  thy  love. 

1  ^A  .     S.  M.  Watts. 

■^^^ The  Nativity  of  ChriM,  Luke  1.  30,  &c. 
Luke  ii.  10,  &c. 
►  EHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
The  promise  is  fulfilled  ; 
Mary  the  wonderous  virgin  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

[The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad. 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 

With  a  peculiar  sway  ; 
The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain, 

His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

To  bring  the  glorious  news 

A  heavenly  form  appears ; 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 

And  banishes  their  fears. 

'  Go,  humble  swains,'  said  he, 

*  To  David's  city  fly  ; 

'  The  promised  infant  born  to-day 

*  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

'  AVith  looks  and  hearts  serene, 
'  Go  visit  Christ  your  King  ;' 
And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen, 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing  : 

*  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 
'  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 

*  At  the  Redeemer's  birth !' 


100  INCARNATION  OP 

8  [In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues, 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  : 

9  '  (Hory  to  God  on  high, 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 

*  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 

'  At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !'] 
inn  C.  M.  Watts. 

XOOrpj^g  jsj-aiii^iiy  Qf  Christ,  Luke  ii.  10,  &o, 

1  QHEPHERDS  !  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
O  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 

News  from  the  regions  of  the  skies, 
Salvation  's  born  to-day. 

2  *  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

'  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 

*  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 

'  But  not  as  mouarchs  do. 

3  *  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

'  Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 

*  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 

'  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  *  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

'  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 

*  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

'  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son.' 

6  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 
The  heavenly  armies  throng. 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 

6  *  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

'  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
'  Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
'  At  their  Redeemer's  birth.' 

7  Lord,  and  shall  angels  have  their  songs. 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ! 
0  may  we  lose  our  useless  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  iis  forlorn, 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Savior  born. 
1  n.a  L.M.  Watts. 

s.u\j  Clii'isVs  Incarnation. 

1  fTlHE  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  proclaim 
IL   His  birth ;  the  nations  learn  his  name ; 


157 


THE  SON  OF  GOD.  101 

An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sages  to  their  God. 

All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go  worship  where  the  Savior  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 
Let  idols  totter  to  the  gronnd, 
And  their  own  worshipers  confound  ; 
But  Judah  shout,  but  Zion  sing, 
And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Virgin  Marif?,  Song  ;  or,  the  Mes- 
siah born,  Luke  i.  46,  etc. 

1  /^UR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 
V^  In  God  the  Savior  we  rejoice  ; 
While  we  repeat  the  virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  spirit  tune  our  voice. 

2  [The  Highest  saw  her  low  estate, 
And  might}-  things  his  hand  hath  done  : 
His  overshadowing  power  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  every  nation  call  her  blessed. 
And  endless  years  prolong  her  fame , 
But  God  alone  must  be  adored  ; 
Holy  and  Reverend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  those  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord 
His  mercy  stands  forever  sure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives,  . 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abra'm  and  his  seed, 

'  In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  blest ;' 
The  memory  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  ])rea3t. 

6  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn : 
Lo,  the  desire  of  nations  comes,  ' 
Behold,  the  promised  seed  is  born! 

1  ^Q  L.M.  Watts. 

±uij     Xypes  and  Prophecies  of  Christ. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  woman's  promised  seed  ! 

i>  Behold  the  great  Messiah's  come  ! 
Behold  the  propliets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  superior  room  ! 

2  Abra'm  the  saint  rejoiced  of  old. 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw  ; 


102  INCABNATION  OP 

Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulliller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtained  their  chief  design,  and  ceased ; 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abvmdance  meet 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head  ; 

Jesns,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 

And  nations  own  the  promised  seed. 

1  rtq  L.  M.  Watts. 

±OfJ      Miracles  at  the  birlh  of  Christ. 

1  rpiIIE  King  of  Glory  sends  his  Son 

I     To  make  his  entrance  on  the  earth  ! 
Behold  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  heavenly  hosts  declare  his  birth ! 

2  About  the  young  Redeemer's  head 
What  wonders  and  what  glories  meet ! 
An  unknown  star  arose,  and  led 

The  eastern  sages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  conspire 
The  infant  Savior  to  proclaim ; 
Inward  they  felt  the  sacred  fire, 

And  blest  the  babe,  and  owned  his  name. 

4  Let  Jews  and  Greeks  blaspheme  aloud, 
And  treat  the  holy  child  Avith  scorn  ; 
Our  souls  adore  the  eternal  Word 
Who  condescended  to  be  born. 

lan  G.M.  Watts. 

J.  \j\j    rpjy,  Me^ialVs  coming- and  kingdom. 

1  TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
fj      Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Savior  reigns  ; 

Let  men  their  songs  emplov : 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks, liills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings'flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  trnth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  jjrove 


THE  SOX  OP  GOD.  103 

The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

"1(^1  CM.  Watts. 

■*-  ^-'-        ChrisVs  first  and  second  coming. 

1  C1ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
1^     Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  discovered  grace  demands 

A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea  ; 
Ye  mountains  sink,  ye  vallies  rise, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations,  as  their  God ; 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness. 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  ■^Yorld  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread 
To  see  their  Judge  appear ! 

laO  CM.  Watts. 

±  \JZj  QhrisVs  Incarnalion,  and  the  last  Judg- 

ment. 

1  "VTE  islands  of  the  northern  sea, 

I     Rejoice,  the  Savior  reigns  ; 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way. 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills. 

And  makes  the  vallies  rise  ; 
The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles. 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim ; 

The  idol-gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshipers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known; 


104  INCAUNATION  OP 

Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
High  seated  on  his  throne. 

6  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 
And  hills  and  seas  retire  ; 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  on  fii'e. 
6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory  sown 
For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknowu. 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

1  (^O  CM.  Watts 

J.  L»0  ChrisVs  3Iission. 

1  /^OME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
Vy  With  new  melodious  songs ; 

Come;  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men. 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 

AVith  a  revenging  rod, 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
Wlien  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

1  a  A  S.  M.  Watts. 

XUtt     Chi'isVs  Mission,  Jolm  iii.  16,  IV. 

1  T>  AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
_tV    To  an  immortal  tune, 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  cliiet  beloved  chose, 

And  bid  Jiim  raise  our  wretched  raco 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  tliunder  bears, 
Iso  terror  clothes  his  brow, 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  liercer  tiames  beiow. 

4  'Twas  mercy  tili'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  sioo J  silent  by, 


THE  SON  OP  OOP.  105 

WTien  Christ  was  sent  -witli  mercy  down 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

1^^  L.M.  Watts. 

±KJtJ  jrjiQ  Example  of  Christ. 

1  "\/|"Y  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
IVI    I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word, 

But  in  thy  life  the  laAv  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witness'd  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Redeem'd  from  sin,  by  grace  divine, 
0  may  I  in  thine  image  shine. 

1  fifi  CM.  Rippon'sCoI. 

±\JU  jrj^Q  Divinity  of  Clirisl. 

1  mHEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Word! 

I     The  Father's  equal  Son ; 
By  heaven's  obedient  hosts  adored, 
Ere  time  its  course  begun. 

2  The  first  creation  has  displayed 

Thy  energy  divine  ; 
For  not  a  single  thing  was  made 
By  other  hands  than  thine. 

3  But  ransomed  sinners,  with  delight, 

Sublimer  facts  survey — 
The  all-creating  Woi'd  unites 
_  Himself  to  dust  and  cla)\ 

4  See  the  Redeemer  clothed  in  flesh, 

And  ask  the  reason  '  Why  ?' 
The  answer  fills  my  soul  afresh — 
'  To  suffer,  bleed  and  die  !' 

6  Creation's  Author  now  assumes 
A  creature's  humble  form  ; 
A  man  of  grief  and  wo  becomes. 
To  bear  reproach  and  scorn. 

6  The  Lord  of  glory  bears  the  shame 
To  vile  transgressors  due  ; 


106  INCARNATION  OP 

Justice  the  Prince  of  life  condemna 
To  die  ill  anguish  too. 

7  God  over  all,  for  ever  blest, 

The  righteous  curse  endures  ; 
And  thus,  to  souls  with  sin  distrest, 
Eternal  bliss  ensures. 

8  What  wonders  in  thy  person  meet. 

My  Savior,  all  divine  ! 
I  fall  with  rapture  at  thy  feet, 
And  would  be  wholly  thine. 

1(^7  CM.  Medley. 

J-  ^  •  The  Incarnation  of  Christ,  Luke  ii.  14, 

1  "l/rORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
IV I    And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran. 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roU'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

6  [Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 
Lay  all  the  eastern  world,  ^ 

When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurl'd.] 

6  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

7  0  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise, 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above. 
And  mingle  with  their  lays ! 

8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

'  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
*  Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete  ; 
*  Jesus  was  born  to  die.' 


THE  SON   OF   GOD.  107 

9  Hail,  Prince  of  Life  !  forever  hail, 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  shall  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

-]  ao  7's.  J.  c.  w. 

1  XT' ARK,  the  herald  angels  sing, 
.11.  'Glory  to  the  new-born  King; 
'  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

*  God  has  sinners  reconcil'd.' 

2  Joyful,  all  )'e  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 

Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  1 

3  [Mild  he  lays  his  glories  by ; 
Born  that  men  no  more  might  die  ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth.] 

4  Come,  Desire  of  Nations!  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rise,  the  woman's  promis'd  seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head. 

6  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ! 
Let  us  all  the  anthem  sing, 

*  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
'  God  has  sinners  reconcil'd  !' 

1  aq  C.  M.      Mrs.  Anne  Steele. 

J.Ut7      jif^g  Incarnation,  John  i.  14. 

1  A  WAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 
x\_  To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 

Let  every  heart,  and  every  tongue. 
Adore  the  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made, 
(0  happy  morn,  illustrious  hour!) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love 

In  all  their  glorious  forms, 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below. 

The  Savior  left  the  skies ; 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 
That  worthless  men  might  rise. 


108  INCAKNATION    OF 

6  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs 
To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due! 

With  wonder  we  adore ; 
But  could  we  sing  as  angels  do, 

Our  highest  praise  were  poor. 
I'lf)  8.  7.  Robinson. 

J-  I  U  Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  ]l/riGHTY  God!  while  angels  bless  thee, 
,iVi,  May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name  ? 

Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels, 
Thou  art  every  creature's  theme  ; 

2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation ! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise  : 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 
For  created  works  of  power, 
Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought : 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain; 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow  : 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  brightness  all  along  ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression; 
Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song  ? 

6  Brightness. of  the  Father's  glory, 

Sliall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie  ? 
Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence ! 
Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

7  Did  bright  angels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays? 
Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful. 
Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise  I 

8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo  ; 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives  ; 
Flow  my  praise,  for  ever  flow. 

9  Go,  return,  immortal  Savior  ! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne  ; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thy  own. 


THE  SON  OF    GOD.  109 

171  CM.  Doddridge. 

-*-  *  -^  The  Cond£scending  Grace  of  Clwist, 
Matt.  XX,  2S. 

1  QAVIOR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love, 
O  How  sweet  tliy  gi-acious  name ! 
With  joy  that  errand  we  review 

On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  Wliile  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 

Stood  Avaiting  on  the  wing, 
Charm'd  with  the  honor  to  obey 
Their  great  eternal  King; 

3  For  ui?,  mean,  wretched,  sinful  men, 

Thou  laid'st  that  glory  l)y  ; 
First,  in  our  mortal  flesh,  to  serve; 
Then,  in  that  flesh,  to  die. 

4  Bought  with  thy  service  and  thy  blood, 

We  doubly.  Lord,  are  thine; 
To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote, 

To  thee  our  death  resign. 
179  CM.  Rippon'sCoL 

-•-  *  "^  The  Redeemer'' s  Message ,lMkQ^  iv.18, 19. 

1  TIFARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Savior  comes, 
XJ_  The  Savior  promis'd  long  ! 

Let  every  heart  prepare  a  tlu'oue, 
And  ever}'-  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him,  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd. 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  Zealand  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

8  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release ; 
In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes  from  thickest  films  of  vice 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And,  on  the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

6  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 
The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  the  treasui-es  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  j)oor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


IKJ  INOARJTATION    V* 


7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Glory  to  God  in  the  Highest,''^ 
Luke  ii.  14. 


173 

^  A  ' 

J:\_  Angels  made  the  lieavens  ring. 
Singing,  with  a  solemn  joy, 
"  Glory  to  the  Lord  on  high." 

2  [In  angelic  heights  of  bliss, 
They  his  majesty  confess; 
Ravish'd  with  so  grand  a  scene, 
They  renew  their  songs  to  him.] 

3  Glory  in  the  highest  height. 
Blazing  with  majestic  light, 
Bhines  in  David's  root  and  rod. 
The  incarnate  Son  of  God. 

4  [0  the  Avonders  of  God's  ways ; 
Here,  I  AM,  himself  displays; 
And,  in  spite  of  hell  and  sin, 
Here  his  honors  he'll  maintain.} 

5  Quick'ned  sinners  here  maj'  view. 
What  Omnipotence  can  do ; 
And  in  measure  sweetly  trace 
The  rich  treasures  of  his  grace. 

6  Come,  ye  ransom'd  souls, rejoice; 
Look,  and  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Sing  the  honors  of  your  God, 
Blazing  in  the  incarnate  Word. 

7  Soon  the  whole  elect  shall  view 
All  the  glory  God  can  show  ; 
And  in  bliss  immortal  sing, 
Hallelujah  to  their  King. 

T  7  J_  10s.  and  lis. 

-*-  *  ^  The  AdcenL 

1  TTAHj  the  blest   morn!    when  the  great 
_IjL  Mediator 

Down  from  the  mansions  of  glory  descends  ; 
Shepherds  go  worship  the  babe' in  the  man- 
ger, 
Lo !  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 

CHOKUS. 

Brightest  andbest  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 

Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  whei'e  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


THE  SON  OF  GOD.  Ill 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him.  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Wise  men  and  shepherds  before  him  do  fall. 
Brightest  and  best,  &c. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  olTrings  divine, 
Gems  from  the  mountains,  and  pearls  from 
the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine  ? 
Brightest  and  best,  &c. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Brightest  and  best,  &c. 

17^^  CM. 

a.  I  Kj  rpf^^  ggy^g  qj^  augsls  at  the  bi7'th  of  Christ. 

1  "fXTHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 

VV  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  '  Fear  not,'  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, 
*  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  '  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  Da\id's  line, 
The  Savior,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  '  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  displaj'ed, 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid.' 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God, -and  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song : 

6  *  All  glor3'  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
Begin  and  never  cease.' 


112  INCABNATION    OF 

-1  7^  p.  M. 

-*-  *  ^       The  birth  of  Christ,  hailed. 

1  A  "WAKE,  awake,  arise, 

jljL  And  hail  the  glorious  morn ; 
Hark,  how  the  angels  sing, 
'  To  you  a  Savior's  born !' 
Now  let  onr  hearts  in  concert  move, 
And  every  tongue  be  turned  to  love, 

2  He  mortals  came  to  save 

From  sin's  tyrannic  power ; 
Come,  with  the  angels  sing 

At  this  auspicious  hour ; 
Let  every  heart  and  tongue  combine, 
To  praise  the  love,  the  grace  divine. 

3  The  prophecies  and  types 

Are  all  this  day  Mtilled  ; 
With  eastern  sages  join 

To  praise  this  wondrous  child : 
God's  only  Son  is  come  to  bless 
The  earth  with  peace  and  righteousness 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

For  our  Emmanuel's  birth  ; 
To  mortal  men  good  will, 

And  peace  and  joy  on  earth: 
With  angels  now  we  will  repeat 
Their  songs,  still  new  and  ever  sweet. 
■1  YY  CM.  Watts. 

-*-  *  •  The  new  Jet^isaletn. 

1X0!  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 
I  J  To  our  believing  eyes ; 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away. 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides. 

That  holy,  happy  place ! 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing  ; 
'  Jlortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  '  The  God  of  glory  doAvn  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
His  saints  the  objects  of  his  grace. 
And  he  their  faithful  God, 

5  *  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye  ; 


THE   SON   OF  GOD.  113 

And  pains,  and  s^'oans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself  shall  die.' 
6  How  long,  dear  Savior,  0  how  long, 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swiftly  round,  yo  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

1  7Q  C.  M. 

-*•  •  ^Christ  the  substance  of  the  Levitical 
priesthood. 

1  rriHE  true  Messiah  now  appears, 
JL   The  types  are  all  withdrawn ; 

So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stai's, 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

2  The  smoking  sweet,  and  bleeding  lamb, 

The  kid  and  bullock  slain, 
And  costly  spice  of  every  name. 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, 
Wlien  Christ  the  Lord  comes  down  to  be 
The  offering  and  the  Priest. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love. 

For  us  he  paid  his  life  below. 

And  prays  for  us  above. 

5  '  Father,'  he  cries,  '  forgive  their  sins, 

For  I  myself  have  died ;' 
And  then  he  shows  his  opened  veins. 
And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 

1  70  CM.  Newton. 

-*-  *  ^  The  Refuge,  River  and  Rock  of  tlie 
Church. 

1  "TT"E  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

f~l    And  bore  our  sins  and  pains. 
Now  seated  on  the  eternal  tluone. 
The  God  of  glory  reigns. 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 

With  an  unerring  skill ; 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide. 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  ■\Yhile  harps  unnumber'd  sound  his  praise, 

In  yonder  world  above  ; 
His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 


114  INCARNATION    OP 

4  His  righteousness  to  faith  reveal'd, 
Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms, 
Affords  a  hiding-place  and  shield 
From  enemies  and  storms. 

6  This  land,  through  "v\-hich  his  pilgrims  go, 
Is  desolate  and  dry  ; 
But  streams  of  grace  from  him  o'erflow. 
Their  thirst  to  satisfy. 

6  "\^^len  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head. 
To  this  almighty  Rock  they  run, 
And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

7  How  glorious  he,  how  happy  they 

In  such  a  glorious  Friend  ! 
"WTiose  love  secures  them  all  the  way 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 
1  Q  A  L.M.     Needhara&  Steele. 

■^^^ Messiah,  Gen.  xlix.  10.  Dan.  ix.  26. 
Hag.  ii.  9. 

1  /^  LORY  to  God  !  who  reigns  above, 

vX  Who  dwells  in  light,  whose  name  is  love; 
Ye  saints  and  angels,  if  ye  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

2  Oh  what  could  more  his  love  commend, 
His  dear,  his  only  Son  to  send ! 

That  man,  condemn'd  to  die,  might  live, 
And  God  be  gracious  to  forgive  ! 

3  Messiah's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  prophets  long  foretold  : 
Jndah.'thy  royal  sceptre's  broke  ; 

And  time  still  proves  what  Jacob  spoke. 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  expir'd, 
The  time  prophetic  seals  requir'd ; 
Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own, 
Thy  Prince,  Messiah,  did  atone. 

5  Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon, 
Is  by  the  latter  far  outshone  ; 

It  w  inted  not  thy  glittering  store, 
Messiah's  presence  grac'd  it  more. 

6  We  see  the  prophecies  fulfiU'd 

In  Jesus,  that  most  wondrous  child ; 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death,  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 

7  Jesus,  thy  gospel  firmly  stands 

A  blessing  to  these  favor'd  lands ; 


THE  SON  OF  GOD.  115 

No  infidel  shall  be  our  dread, 
Since  tliou  art  risen  from  the  dead. 

1  Ol  ll's.  Hart. 

-*-  ^ -^ Rejoicing  in  the  Incarnation  and  Exalta- 
tion of  Christ,  Luke  ii.  11, 12. 

1  ']\/I~Y  God,  my  Creator,  the  heavens  did  bow, 
IVi    To  ransom  oiTeuders,  and  stoop'd  very 

low  ; 
The  body,  prepared  by  the  Father,  assumes, 
And  on  the  kind  errand  most  joyfully  comes. 

2  0,  wonder  of  wonders  !  astonish'd  I  gaze. 
To  see  in  the  manger  the  Ancient  of  Days  ; 
The  angels  proclaiming  the  stranger  forlurn , 
And  telling  the  shepherds  that  Jesus  is  born  ! 

3  For  thousands  of  sinners  the  Lord  bow'd  his 

head  ; 
For  thousands  of  sinners  he  groan'd  and  he 

bled: 
My  spirit  rejoices — the  work  it  is  done  ! 
My  soul  is  redeemed— salvation  is  won  ! 

4  [Dear  Jesus,  my  Savior,  the  truth  I  embrace. 
Thy  name   and  thy  natures,  thy  spirit  and 

grace  ; 
And  trace  the  pure  footsteps  of  Jesus,  my 

Lord, 
And  glory  in  him  whom  proud  sinners  abhor'd. 

5  My  God  is  returned  to  glory  on  high  ; 
When  death  makes  a  passage,  then  to  him 

I'll  fly, 
And  join  in  the  song  of  all  praise  thi-ough  his 

blood. 
To  the  Three  who  are  One  inconceivable  God. 


182 


L.  M.  Sonnets. 

Praising  God. 

Y  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abode  ; 
Thee,  Savior,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

Without  beginning  or  decline, 
Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ; 

Eternal  ages  saw  him  shine, 
He  shines,  eternal  ages  hence. 

A-s  much  when  in  the  manger  laid, 
Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky ; 


116  VITAL   UNION  OF 

As  when  the  six  days'  work  he  made, 
Fill'd  all  the  morning-stars  with  joy. 

4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears, 
Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim 
That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  he  hears, 
And  owns  Immanuel  for  his  name. 

6  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel. 

My  well  ijlac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see; 
My  bosom  glows  with  heavenly  zeal 
To  worship  him  who  died  for  me. 

6  As  man  he  pities  my  complaint, 

His  power  and  truth  are  all  divine  ; 
He  Avill  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint. 
Salvation's  sure,  and  must  be  mine. 


VITAL  UNION    OF  CHRIST  AND  THE 
CHURCH. 

TOO  L.  M.  Kent. 

i  OO  Union  toilh  -Testis. 

1  'nnWIXT  Jesus  and  the  chosen  race, 

■     Subsists  a  bond  of  sovereign  grace, 
That  hell,  with  its  infernal  train, 
Shall  ne'er  dissolve,  or  rend  in  twain. 

2  This  sacred  bond  shall  never  break, 
Though  earth  should  to  her  centre  shake  ; 
Rest,  doubting  saint,  assured  of  this, 
For  God  has  pledged  his  holiness. 

3  He  swore  but  once,  the  deed  was  done, 
'Twas  settled  by  the  great  Three  One  ; 
Christ  was  appointed  to  redeem 

All  that  the  Father  loved  in  him. 

4  Hail  sacred  union,  firm  and  strong  ! 

How  great  the  grace,  how  sweet  the  song  ! 
That  worms  of  earth  should  ever  be 
One  with  incarnate  deity  ! 

5  One  in  the  tomb,  one  when  he  rose, 
One  when  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  foes, 
One  when  in  heaven  he  took  his  seat, 
While  seraph's  sung  all  hell's  defeat, 

6  This  sacred  tie  forbids  their  fears. 
For  all  he  is,  or  has,  is  theirs  ; 

With  him  their  head,  they  stand  or  fall, 
Their  life,  their  surety,  and  their  all. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHURCH.  117 

1  QA  C.  M.  Kent. 

■'-^^The  death  of  Christ  the  effect  of  God's 

love  to  his  chosen. 

1  'rpWAS  not  to  make  Jehovah's  love 

I     Towards  the  sinner  flame. 
That  Jesus,  from  his  throne  above, 
A  sufTring  man  became. 

2  'Twas  not  the  death  that  he  endur'd, 

Nor  all  the  pangs  he  bore, 
That  God's  eternal  love  procur'd, 
For  God  was  love  before. 

3  He  lov'd  the  whole  of  his  elect, 

With  love  surpassing  thought ; 
Nor  will  his  mercy  e'er  neglect 
The  souls  so  dearly  bought. 

4  The  warm  affections  of  his  breast 

Towards  his  chosen  burn  ; 
And  in  this  love  he'll  ever  rest, 
Nor  from  his  oath  return. 

5  Still  to  confirm  his  oath  of  old, 

See  in  the  heav'ns  his  bow  ; 
No  fierce  rebukes,  but  love  untold 
Awaits  the  children  now. 

6  0  could  my  soul  but  realize 

That  sacred,  joyful  scene, 
\Ylien  all  his  saints  above  the  skies, 
Shall  round  his  throne  convene. 


185 


CM.  Newton. 

The  safety  of  the  Church  under  God  her 
Shepherd,  Phil.  iii.  3. 


1  T>  EJOICE,  believer  in  the  Lord, 
JLVj  Who  makes  your  cause  his  OAvn ; 
The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word 

Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  In  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or  fainting,  shall  not  die  ! 
Jesus,  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  Though  not  unseen  by  outward  sense, 

Faith  sees  him  always  near ; 


118  VITAL  UNION  OP 

A  guide,  a  glory,  a  defence — 
Then  what  have  you  to  fear  ? 

5  As  surely  as  he  overcame 

And  triumph'd  once  for  you. 
So  surely  you  that  love  his  name, 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 

IQft  L.M.  Swain. 

■^^^  Christ  and  his  Church  Inseparable. 

1  TXTHY  should  the  saints  be  fiU'd  with  dread 

VV    Or  yield  their  joys  to  slavish  fear  ? 
Heav'n  can't  be  full  which  holds  the  head, 
Till  every  member's  present  there. 

2  In  heav'n  the  head — the  members  here — 

Ten  thousand  thousand,  yet  but  one  ! 
So  far  asunder,  yet  so  near  ! 
Some  yet  unborn — some  round  the  throne. 

3  How  bright  eternal  wisdom  shines, 

When  it  displays  eternal  love  ; 
Instructing  by  these  dazzling  lines, 
The  earth  beneath  and  heav'n  above. 

~l  Q'J  7's.  Humphreys. 

±0  I  The  privileges  of  the  sons  of  God. 

1  "DLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God, 

J3  They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood, 
They  are  ransom'd  from  the  grave, 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 

Now  and  in  eternity  ? 

2  God  did  love  them,  in  his  Son, 
Long  before  the  world  begun; 
They  the  seal  of  this  receive. 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe  : 

With  them,  &c. 

3  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace  ; 

All  their  sins  are  washed  away. 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day: 
With  them,  &c. 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 
In  the  works  of  righteousness  ! 
Born  of  God,  they  hate  all  sin, 
God's  pure  word  remains  within : 

With  them,  &c. 

5  They  have  fellowship  with  God, 
Through  the  Mediator's  blood; 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHURCH.  119 

One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one, 
Glory  is  in  them  begun : 
With  them,  &c. 

6  Though  they  suffer  much  on  earth, 
Strangers  to  the  worldling's  mirth, 
Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy. 
Pleasures  which  can  never  cloy: 

With  them,  &c. 

7  They  alone  are  truly  blest — 

Heirs  of  God— joint  heirs  with  Christ; 
Thej'  with  love  and  peace  are  filled  ; 
They  are  by  his  spirit  sealed  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be. 

Now,  and  in  eternity. 

1  QQ  S.  M.  Kent. 

-*-^^         Ye  are  all  one  in  Christ. 

1  TN  union  with  the  Lamb, 

I    From  condemnation  free. 
The  saints  from  everlasting  were, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

2  In  cov'nant  from  of  old. 

The  sons  of  God  they  were  ; 

The  feeblest  lamb  in  Jesus'  fold 

Was  bless'd  in  Jesus  there. 

3  Its  bonds  shall  never  break, 

Tho'  earth's  old  columns  bow  ; 
The  strong,  the  tempted,  and  the  weak, 
Are  one  in  Jesus  now. 

4  With  joy  lift  up  your  heads, 

Ye  highly  favor'd  few — 
When  thro'  the  earth  destruction  spreads. 
For  what  shall  injure  you? 

6  When  storms  or  tempests  rise, 
Or  sins  your  peace  assail. 
Your  hope  in  Jesus  never  dies — 
'Tis  cast  witliin  the  veil. 
6  Here  let  the  Aveary  rest, 

Who  love  the  Savior's  name  ; 
Tho'  with  no  sweet  enjoyment  blest, 
This  cov'nant  stands  the  same. 


489 


CM.  Kent. 

Contemplating  the  scheme  of  Salvation. 

RISE,  my  thoughts,  and  trace  the  si)ring 
From  whence  salvation  came  : 


120  VITAL  FNION  OF 

Do  tliou,  Celestial  Spirit,  bring 
Thy  soul  expanding  flame. 

2  'Twas  settled  in  Jehovah's  grace, 

That  deep,  the  most  profound, 
Before  he  gave  the  hills  their  place, 
Or  fix'd  creation's  bound. 

3  Great  God  !  how  deep  thy  counsels  lie  ; 

Supreme  in  power  art  Thou  ; 
All  things,  to  thine  omniscient  eye, 
Are  one  eternal  now. 

4  Thy  thoughts  of  peace  to  Israel's  race, 

From  everlasting  flow'd  ; 
And  Avhen  thou  hid'st  thy  lovely  face, 
Thou  still  art  Israel's  God. 

5  In  ties  of  blood,  and  nothing  less, 

We  claim  thee  as  our  own ; 
And  God  th'  Eternal  Spirit  bless 
Who  makes  the  kindred  known. 

6  Long  as  the  cov'nant  shall  endure, 

Made  by  the  great  Three  One, 
Salvation  is  forever  sure. 
To  every  blood-bought  son. 

IGf)  7's.  Cennick. 

^^^ Rejoicing  in  Hope,  Isa.  xxxv.  10 — 
Luke  xii.  32. 

1  /CHILDREN"  of  the  heavenly  King, 
Vy  As  you  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  j'our  Savior's  worthy  praise. 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  jq 

Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  0,  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad  I 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made ; 
Us,  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared- 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Christ,  your  Father's  elder  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 


CHKIST  AND  THE  CniTKCH.  121 

6  Lord!  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


C.  M.  Toplady 

Christ  is  all  in  all. 


191 

1  /COMPARED  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 
\J  No  comeliness  I  see  ; 

The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 

2  The  sense  of  thy  redeemiug-.love 

Into  my  sSul  convey  ; 
Thyself  bestow!  for  thee  alone. 
My  All-in- All  I  pray. 

3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore  ; 
More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave  ; 
And  thou  can'st  give  no  more. 

4  Loved  of  my  God,  for  him  again, 

With  love  intense,  I'd  burn  ; 
Chosen  of  thee,  ere  time  began, 
I'd  choose  thee  in  return. 

5  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 

0  teach  me  to  resign  ; 
I'm  rich  to  all  intents  of  bliss, 
If  thou,  0  God,  art  muie. 

1  Q9  ll's.  Thompson's  CoL 

^  ^ '^  Comfort  for  the  Church  in  Trouble. 

1  ^~\  Zion  !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
\J  Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 

man  can  save  ; 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrors  dismay'd 
In  toiling  and  rowing,  thy  strength  is  decay 'd. 

2  Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  over- 

whelm ; 
But  skilful 's  the  Pilot  who  stands  at  the  helm  ; 
His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  defends. 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 

3  *  0  fearful !  O  faithless !'  in  mercy  he  cries, 
'  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light  in  thy 

eyes? 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall 

stand. 
Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee 

to  laud. 


122  VITAL  UNION  OF 

4  '  Forget  thee,  I  -vrill  not,  I  cannot,  thy  name 
Engraved  on  ray  heart,  doth  forever  remain  ; 
The  palms  of  my  hands,  whilst  I  look  on,  I  see 
Tlie  wounds  I  received  when  suffering  for  thee. 

5  '  I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  thy  groans. 
For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my 

bones ; 
In  all  thy  distresses,  thy  Head  feels  the  pain, 
Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  '  Then  trust  me  and  fear  not,  thy  life  is  secure  ; 
My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power; 
In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul^o  refine, 
Tomake  thee atlengthinmy likeness  to  shine. 

7  '  The  foolish,  the  fearful,  the  weak  are  my 

care, 
The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I  hear  their  sad 

prayer ; 
From  all  their  afflictions,  my  glory  shall  spring, 
And  the   deeper  their  sorrows,  the   louder 

they'll  sing.' 

IQO  CM.  C.Wesley. 

XtJu       Be  of  one  Mind  and  Heart. 

1  "DLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love 

r>  That  Avill  not  let  us  part ; 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 

But  we  are  join'd  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  one  Head, 

We  wait  his  will  to  know. 
That  we  in  his  right  steps  may  tread, 
And  follow  him  below. 

3  0  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside  ; 
Nothing  desire,  nor  aught  esteem. 
But  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave, 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

1  04.  S.M.  Doddridge. 

■^^^  Vital  union  to  Christ  in  regeneration. 
1  Cor.  vi.  17. 

1      ~r\EAR  Savior,  Ave  are  thine, 
I  /  By  everlasting  bonds  ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign 
Our  souls  are  in  thy  hands. 


CHRIST  AND   THE   CHURCH.  123 

To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 
Witli  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

Death  may  our  souls  divide 
From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  sliall  keep  us  near  thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

^  S.  M.  Watts. 

*^  Communionwith  Christ,  and  with  saints. 
1  Cor.  X.  16,  17. 


19 


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To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit,* and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh. 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  ; 

Amazing  favor  !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God  !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 

AVe  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  first-born  Sou. 

5  We  are  but  several  parts 
Of  the  same  broken  bread ; 

One  body  with  its  several  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  Head. 

6  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined 
His  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind. 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

iqa  CM.  Watts. 

1.0\J      /S^inai  and  6'ion,  Heb.  xii.  18,  &c. 

1  "VrOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
X^    The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Wliich  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 


124  VITAL  UNION  OP 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ; 
And  God  the  judge  of  all  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead. 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  gi'ace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul,would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  lor  ever  blest. 

197  c*'- 

1  C1IXG  unto  hira  who  lov'd  and  bled, 
kO  Ye  heav'n-born  cliildreu  sing  ; 
'Twas  Jesus  suffer'd  as  your  Head, 

O^vn  him  your  Lord  and  King. 

2  He  wash'd  us  in  his  precious  blood 

From  every  guilty  stain, 
He  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  with  him  reign. 

3  Sing  of  his  everlasting  love. 

From  whence  salvation  flows  ; 
We'll  sing  while  here,  and  sing  above 
Of  all  that  he  bestows. 

4  To  him  that  lov'd  us  when  enslav'd, 

Yea,  guilty,  blind,  and  poor  : 
To  him  that  lov'd,  and  died,  and  sav'd. 
Be  glory  evermore. 

198  c.M. 

1  TTOW  safe  are  all  the  chosen  race, 
XI  Preserv'd  in  Christ,  their  Head, 
Before  he  calls  them  by  his  grace. 
And  after  calling,  led. 


CHRIST   AND   THE   CnUKCH.  125 

2  Preserv'd  in  Christ,  anrl  taught,  to  love 

His  name,  his  saints,  his  word ; 
Preserv'd  to  gain  a  throne  above, 
And  praise  and  love  the  Lord. 

3  Preserv'd  when  earth  and  hell  opi^ose  ; 

Preserv'd  in  life  and  death  : 
Preserv'd  wiien  wrath  destroys  their  foes, 
And  victory  crowns  their  faith. 

4  Preserv'd  'midst  Satan's  fiery  darts, 

Through  all  the  wilderness  ; 
Preserv'd  from  vile  depraved  hearts, 
For  everlasting  bliss. 

1  no  8.  8.  6.  Kent. 

Loo    Heigning  Grace,  Rom.  v.  21. 

1  TTARK !  how  the  blood-bought  hosts  above 

n,  Conspire  to  praise  redeeming  love, 

In  sweet  harmonious  strains  : 
And  Avliile  they  strike  the  golden  lyres, 
This  glorious  theme  each  bosom  fires, 

That  grace  triumphant  reigns. 

2  Join  thou,  my  soul,  for  thou  canst  tell 
How  grace  divine  broke  up  thy  cell. 

And  loosed  thy  native  chains  ; 
And  still  from  that  auspicious  day, 
How  oft  art  thou  constrain'd  to  say, 

That  grace  triumphant  reigns. 

3  [Grace,  till  the  tribes  redeem'd  by  blood 
Are  brought  to  know  themselves  and  God, 

Her  empire  shall  maintain  ; 
To  call  when  he  appoints  the  day, 
And  from  the  mighty  take  the  prey, 

Shall  grace  triumphant  reign.] 

4  "\ATien  call'd  to  meet  the  king  of  dread, 
Should  love  qpmpose  my  dying  bed, 

And  grace  my  soul  sustain, 
Then,  ere  I  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
I'll  raise  my  fainting  voice,  and  say, 

Let  grace  triumphant  reign. 

900  S.  M.  Kent. 

^ ^ ^    "J/  shall  be  well  lo ith  the  righteous: ' 
Isaiah  iii.  10. 

1      ~f T^^HAT  cheering  words  are  these  ; 
V  T     Their  sweetnessAvho  can  tell  ? 
In  time  and  to  eternal  days, 
'Tis  with.the  righteous  well. 


126  VITAL   UNION  OF 

2  In  every  state  secure, 
Kept  as  Jehovah's  eye, 

'Tis  well  "vvith  them  while  life  endure, 
And  well  when  caird  to  die. 

3  [Well  when  they  see  his  face, 
Or  sink  amidst  the  flood  ; 

Well  in  aflflictiou's  thorny  maze, 
Or  on  the  mount  of  God.] 

4  [Well  when  the  gospel  yields 
Pure  honey,  milk  and  wine  ; 

Well  when  the  soul  her  leanness  feels, 
And  all  her  joys  decline.] 

5  ['Tis  well  Avhen  joys  arise  ; 
'Tis  well  when  sorrows  flow  ; 

'Tis  well  when  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
And  strong  temptations  blow.] 

6  'Tis  well  when  at  his  throne 
They  wrestle,  weep  and  pray  ; 

'Tis  well  Avhen  at  his  feet  they  groan, 
Yet  bring  their  wants  away. 

7  'Tis  well  when  they  can  sing 
As  sinners  bought  with  blood  ; 

And  when  they  touch  the  mournful  string, 
And  mourn  an  absent  God. 

8  'Tis  well  when  on  the  mount 
They  feast  on  dying  love  ; 

And  'tis  as  well,  in  God's  account, 
When  they  the  furnace  prove. 

9  'Tis  well  when  Jesus  calls, 
"  From  earth  and  sin  arise, 

Join  Avith  the  host  of  virgin  souls, 
Made  to  salvation  wise." 

OA"!  CM.         .  Kent. 

Z;U±  hjjq  Jiateth putting  aicay.^^ — ^Jlal.  ii.  1(3. 

1  T  ET  Zion  songs  of  ti'iimiph  sing  ; 
JLj    Let  gladness  crown  the  day  ; 
Jehovah  is  her  God  and  King  ; 

He  hates  to  put  away. 

2  'Graved  on  his  hands  divinely  fair, 

Who  did  their  ransom  pay. 
The  golden  Iptters  still  appear, — 
He  hates  to  put  away. 

3  Think  not  that  he'll  thy  suit  rej.ect, 

Or  spurn  thy  humble  plea ; 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHURCH.  127 

He  hears  the  groans  of  his  elect, 
And  hates  to  put  away. 

4  [When  loathsome  in  thy  sins  and  blood, 

He  did  thy  state  survey, 
And  for  a  stranger  Surety  stood  ;^ 
He  hates  to  put  away.] 

5  Salvation's  of  the  Lord  alone  ; 

Grace  is  a  shoreless  sea ; 
In  heaven  there  's  ne'er  a  vacant  throne  ; — 

He  hates  to  put  away. 
9nO  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^yjjLi  Everlasting  Love. 

1  Til  WAS  with  an  everlasting  love 

I     That  God  his  own  elect  embrac'd 
Before  he  made  the  worlds  above, 
Or  earth  on  her  huge  columns  plac'd. 

2  Long  ere  the  sun's  refulgent  ray 

Primeval  shades  of  darkness  drove, 
They  on  his  sacred  bosom  lay, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love. 

3  Then,  in  his  love  and  his  decrees, 

Christ  and  his  bride  appear'd  as  one  ; 
Her  sin,  by  imputation,  his. 
Whilst  she  in  spotless  splendor  shone. 

4  0  love,  how  high  thy  glories  swell, 

How  great,  immutable,  and  free  ! 

Ten  thousand  sins,  as  black  as  hell. 

Are  blotted  out,  0  love,  by  thee. 

6  Lov'd  when  a  wretch  defil'd  with  sin, 

At  war  with  heav'n,  in  league  with  hell, 
A  slave  to  every  lust  obscene, 
Who,  living,  liv'd  but  to  rebel. 

6  Believer,  here  thy  comfort  stands. 
From  first  to  last,  salvation's  free  ; 
And  everlasting  love  demands 
An  everlasting  song  from  thee. 
OAO  5.6.  Sonnets. 

^  U  O         ffg  shall  rest  in  his  love. 

1  Q ALVA TION  by  grace, 
io    How  charming  the  song  ; 
With  Seraphim  join, 

The  theme  to  prolong  : 
'Twas  plann'd  by  Jehovah, 
In  counsel  above, 
Who  to  everlasting 

Shall  rest  in  his  love. 


128  VITAL  UNION   O^ 

2  This  cov'nant  of  grace 

All  blessings  secures ; 
Believers,  rejoice, 

P'or  all  things  are  yours  ; 
And  God  from  his  purpose 

Shall  never  remove, 
But  love  thee,  and  bless  thee, 

And  rest  in  his  love. 

3  But  when,  like  a  sheep 

That  strays  from  the  fold, 
To  Jesus  thy  Lord 

Th}'  love  shall  grow  cold, 
Think  not  he'll  reject  thee, 

But  rather  reprove  ; 
Yet  tho'  he  correct  thee, 

He'll  rest  in  his  love. 

4  When  sold  under  sin, 

A  slave  to  th}'  lust, 
Deep  sunk  in  the  fall 

Of  Adam  the  first, 
And  oft  in  rebellion 

With  God  thou  hast  strove, 
Yet,  Avonder  0  heavens. 

He  rests  in  his  love. 

6  In  Jesus,  the  Lamb, 

The  Father's  delight, 
The  saints  without  blame, 

Appear  in  his  sight ; 
And  while  he  in  Jesus 

The  saints  shall  approve, 
So  long  shall  Jehovah 

Abide  in  his  love. 

Of\A  8.8.6.  Sonnets. 

^^^  The  best  friend. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  friend  that  sticketh  fast, 

M     And  keeps  his  love  from  first  to  last, 
And  Jesus  is  his  name : 
An  earthly  brother  drops  his  hold. 
Is  sometimes  hot,  and  sometimes  cold. 
But  Jesus  is  the  same. 

2  He  loves  his  people  great  and  small, 
And  grasping  hard  embraceth  all. 

Nor  with  a  soul  will  part : 
No  tribulations  which  they  feel. 
No  foes  on  earth,  or  fiends  of  hell, 

Shall  tear  them  from  his  heart. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHUBCH.  129 

3  His  love  before  all  time  began, 
Shall  thro'  all  time  the  same  remain, 

And  evermore  endure : 
Tho'  rods  and  frowns  are  sometimes  brought, 
And  man  may  change,  He  changeth  not, 

His  love  abideth  sure. 

i  A  method  strange  this  friend  has  shown 
Of  making  love  divinely  known 

To  rebels  doom'd  to  die  ! 
Unask'd  he  took  our  humble  form, 
And  condescended  to  be  born, 

To  lift  us  up  on  high. 

6  The  law  demanded  blood  for  blood, 
And  out  he  pour'd  his  vital  flood 

To  pay  the  mighty  debt ! 
He  toils  thro'  life,  and  pants  thro'  death, 
And  cries  with  his  expiring  breath, 

"  'Tis  finished,"  and  complete. 

OAPC  S.  M.  Watts. 

^yjO  rpj^g  gpij-il  of  Adoption,  1  John  iii.  1-3. 

Gal.  iv.  6. 

1  "OEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
J3  The  Father  hath  bestow'd 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God. 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing 
That  we  should  be  unknown: 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, — 
God's  everlasting  Son, 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Savior  here 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine, 
May  trials  well  endure. 

For  we,  as  sons  in  Christ,  are  made 
As  pure  as  he  is  pure. 

6      If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  spirit  like  a  dove 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6      We  would  no  louger  lie 

Like  slaves  before  thy  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


130  VITAL  UNION  OF 

O0(\  CM.  Sonnets. 

^\J\J  rp^g  union  of  Christ  and  his  church-. 

1  "OEFORE  the  day-star  knew  its  place, 
JD     Or  planets  went  their  round, 
The  church  in  bonds  of  sov'reign  grace 

Were  one  with  Jesus  found. 

2  In  all  that  Jesus  did  on  earth. 

His  church  an  int'rest  have  ; 
Go,  trace  him,  from  his  humble  birth, 
Down  to  the  silent  grave. 

3  'Twas  for  his  saints  he  tasted  death  ; 

All  glory  to  his  name  ; 
Yet  when  he  breath'd  his  dying  breath, 
With  him  his  saints  o'ercame. 

4  With  him  his  members,  on  the  tree, 

Fulfill'd  the  law's  demands; 
*Tis  '  I  in  them,  and  they  in  me,' 
For  thus  the  union  stands. 

5  Since  Jesus  slept  among  the  dead 

His  saints  have  nought  to  fear  ; 
For  with  their  glorious  suff 'ring  Head, 
His  members  sojourn'd  there. 

6  When  from  the  tomb  we  see  him  rise. 

Triumphant  o'er  his  foes. 
He  bore  his  members  to  the  skies  ; 
With  Jesus  they  arose. 

7  Ye  saints,  this  union  can't  dissolve, 

By  which  all  things  are  yours  ; 
Long  as  eternal  years  revolve, 
Or  Deity  endui'es. 

OA7  L.  M.  Clarke. 

^^  *  Qod^s  sovereignty  displayed  in  Christ. 
1  Cor.  vi.  11.    Rom.  viii.  17. 

1  QPACE  and  duration  God  doth  fill, 
O  And  orders  all  things  by  his  will ; 
Respecting  all  the  holy  seed, 
Chosen  in  Christ,  their  blessed  Head. 

2  God's  jewels  of  electing-love 

Were  sanctified  in  Christ  above  ; 

In  oneness  with  his  nature  pure, 

Joint-heirs  with  him  for  evermore. 

OAQ  L.M.  Sonnets. 

^\J<J  fpf^g  gj^ij.1  Qf  Christ. 

1  'rriWAS  to  redeem  his  bride  from  hell, 
JL  Who,  in  the  fall  of  Adam,  fell, 


CHRIST   AM)   THE   CHCRCH.  131 

That  Jesus  left  his  throne  on  hisrh, 
And  did  for  her  transgressions  die. 

Pinion'd  with  love,  from  heav'n  he  fled, 
Intent  to  woo,  and  thus  he  said, 
*  Arise  my  love,  from  death  and  sin, 
I  come  thy  roving  heart  to  win.' 

'  In  the  great  counsel  of  the  sky, 
I  pass'd  thy  vile  transgressions  by ; 
For  thou  wast  mine  by  firm  decree, 
And  with  my  skirt  I  cover'd  thee.' 

'  'Twas  I  adorn'd  thy  hands,  my  dove, 
With  bracelets  of  eternal  love  ; 
And  all  was  thine  without  a  fee. 
When,  with  my  skirt,  I  cover'd  thee.' 

'  I  deck'd  thy  temples  with  a  crown. 
And  far  and  wide  spread  thy  renoAvn  ; 
Yea,  made  thy  soul  from  blemish  free, 
When,  with  my  skirt,  I  cover'd  thee.' 

This  seamless  vesture,  once  put  on. 
Shall  make  thy  soul  outshine  tlie  sun ; 
'Twas  wove  by  Jesus,  on  the  tree, 
Sin-burden'd  soul,  to  cover  thee. 

S.  M.  Hart. 

Character  and  offices  of  Christ,Col.m.  II. 

CIHRIST  is  the  eternal  Rock, 
'  On  which  his  church  is  built ; 
The  Shepherd  of  his  little  flock  ; 
The  Lamb  that  took  our  guilt ; 

Our  Counsellor,  our  Guide, 
Our  Brother,  and  our  Friend  ; 
The  Bridegroom  of  his  chosen  bride, 
"Who  loves  her  to  the  end. 

[He  is  the  Son  to  free  ; 
The  Bishop  he  to  bless ; 
The  full  Propitiation  he  ; 
The  Lord,  our  Righteousness  ; 

His  body's  glorious  Head  ; 
Our  Advocate  that  pleads  ; 
Our  Priest  that  pray'd,  aton'd  and  bled, 
And  ever  intercedes.] 

Let  all  obedient  souls 
Their  grateful  tribute  bring ; 
Submit  to  Jesus'  righteous  rules. 
And  bow  before  the  King. 


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132  VITAL   UNION   OP 

6  Our  Prophet,  Chi-ist,  expounds 
His  and  our  Father's  will 

This  good  Physician  cures  our  wounds 
With  tenderness  and  skill. 

7  [When  sin  had  sadly  made, 
'Twixt  wrath  and  mercy,  strife, 

Our  dear  Eedeemer  fully  paid 
Our  ransom  with  his  life. 

8  Faith  gives  the  fnll  release  ; 
Our  Surety  for  us  stood  : 

The  Mediator  raade  the  peace, 
And  sign'd  it  with  his  blood.] 

9  [Soldiers,  your  Captain  own  ; 
Ye  servants,  serve  your  Lord  ; 

Israel,  the  Savior's  love  make  known ; 

Saints,  hymn  the  incarnate  Word  ; 
30    The  Witness  sure  is  true 

Of  God's  good  will  to  men ; 
The  Alpha  and  the  Omega  too  ; 

The  First  and  Last.    Amen.] 

11  Poor  pilgrims  shall  not  stray. 
Who  frighted  flee  from  wrath  : 

A  bleeding  Jesus  is  the  Way, 
And  blood  tracks  all  my  path. 

12  Christians  in  Christ  obtain 
The  Truth  that  can't  deceive  : 

And  never  shall  they  die  again, 
Who  in  the  Life  believe. 

01  A  7.  7.  4. 

"^^^ Christ,  the  Head  of  the  Church,  Eph. 
23  ;  Isa.  xliii.  2. 

'EAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
We  joyfully  adore  thee  ; 
Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here. 
Shall  thirst  for  greater  glory. 

2  We  lift  our  heai'ts  and  voices, 

With  blest  anticipation ; 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
The  praise  of  our  salvation. 

3  While  in  afBiction's  furnace, 

And  passing  through  the  fire  ; 
Thy  love  we  prize,  which  tries  our  ways, 
And  ever  brings  us  higher. 

4  ,    We  lift  our  hands,  exulting 

In  thy  almighty  favor  ; 


H' 


CHRIST   AND   TUE   CHURCH,  133 

The  love  divine  which  made  us  thine, 
Shall  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 

6      Thou  dost  conduct  thy  people 

Through  torrents  of  temptation ; 
Nor  will  we  fear,  wliile  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation. 

6  [The  world,  with  sin  and  Satan, 

In  vain  our  march  opposes, 
By  thee  we  shall  break  through  them  all, 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses.] 

7  By  faith  we  see  the  glory. 

To  Avhich  thou  shalt  restore  us, 

The  world  despise  for  that  high  prize 

Which  thou  hast  set  before  us. 

8  And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 

We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 
Shall  see  thee  stand  at  God's  right  hand. 
To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 
OT  1  CM.  Hart. 

JUJ.1.H  jyfiQ  Qf  Q-Qd  ig  rnade  unto  us  loisdom,^' 
&c.    1  Cor.  i.  30. 

1  T>ELTBVERS  own  they  are  but  blind  ; 
j3  They  know  themselves  unwise  ; 
But  wisdom  in  the  Lord  they  find. 

Who  opens  all  their  eyes. 

2  Unrighteous  are  they  all,  when  tried; 

But  God  himself  declares 
In  Jesus  they  are  justified  ; 
His  righteousness  is  theirs. 

3  That  we're  unholy  needs  no  proof; 

We  sorely  feel  the  fall ; 
But  Christ  has  holiness  enough 
To  sanctify  us  all. 

4  Exposed  by  sin  to  God's  just  wrath, 

We  look  to  Christ  and  view 
Redemption  in  his  blood  by  faith, 
And  full  redemption  too. 

5  [Some  this,  some  that,  good  virtue  teach, 

To  rectify  the  soul. 
But  we  first  after  Jesus  reach, 
And  richly  grasp  the  whole.] 

6  To  Jesus  join'd,  we  all  that's  good 

From  Him,  our  Head,  derive  ; 
We  eat  his  flesh,  and  drink  his  blood. 
And  by  and  in  him  live. 


134  VITAL  UNION   OF 


212, 


7's.  Sonnets. 

'  Christ  presenting  the  Saints  to  theFatlver. 

1  "nniS  the  Bridegroom's  voice  I  hear, 

I    With  his  bride  divinely  fair, 
Standing  round  Jehovah's  throne, 
Crown'd  with  glory,  lacking  none. 

2  "  Here  am  I,  and  those  Avith  me, 
Zion's  num'rous  progeny  ; 
Fruit  of  all  the  pains  I  bore  ; 
Counted  with  precision  o'er. 

3  "None  I've  lost  of  all  the  race 
Call'd  a  remnant  sav'd  by  grace; 
None  of  heav'n  miscarried  yet. 
Bought  by  Calv'ry's  bloody  sweat. 

4  "  Objects  of  eternal  care, 
B}'  creation  thine  they  were  ; 
Chosen  sheep  within  thy  fold, 
Ransom'd  from  the  days  of  old. 

5  "  Thine  by  renovating  grace. 
Thine  in  love  and  faithfulness  ; 
Safely  kept  by  grace  divine, 
In  eternal  wedlock  mine. 

6  "  Thine  they  were,  when  dead  in  sin, 
Slaves  to  ev'ry  lust  obscene  ; 

With  their  Maker's  ways  at  war, 
Far  from  God,  yea,  very  far. 

7  "  Thine  in  counsel  and  decree, 
Lov'd  with  love  beyond  degree; 
Long  before  their  father's  fall, 
Blest  in  Jesus,  one  and  all. 

8  "  Thine  by  all  the  sacred  ties, 
Solemn  oaths  and  promises, 
God  could  give,  or  men  receive, 
Hope  expect,  or  faith  believe." 

C.  M.  Sonnets. 

The  believer  perfect  in  Christ. 

1  /^  HAPPY  spouse,  Jehovah's  bride, 
\_/     The  Lamb's  beloved  spouse  ; 
Strong  consolation's  flowing  tide, 

Thy  Savior  thee  allows. 

2  In  thee,  though  like  all  Adam's  race, 

By  nature  black  as  hell ; 
Yet  now,  so  beautiful  by  grace. 
Thy  Savior  loves  to  dwell. 


213 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHURCH.  135 

3  Fair  as  the  moon  thy  robes  appear, 

While  graces  are  in  dress  ; 
Clear  as  the  sun  while  found  to  wear 
Thy  Savior's  righteousness. 

4  Thy  moon-like  graces,  changing  much, 

Have  here  and  there  a  spot ; 
Thy  sun-like  glory  is  not  such, 
Thy  Savior  changes  not. 

6  Thy  white  and  ruddy  vesture  fair, 
Outvies  the  rosy  leaf; 
For  'mong  ten  thousand  beauties  rare, 
Thy  Savior  is  the  chief. 

6  Cloth'd  with  the  sun,  thy  robes  of  light, 

The  morning  raj's  outshine  ; 
The  lamps  of  heav'n  are  not  so  bright ; 
Thy  Savior  decks  thee  fine. 

7  Thy  money,  merit,  power,  and  pelf, 

Were  squander'd  by  the  fall ; 
Yet  having  nothing  in  thyself. 
Thy  Savior  is  thy  all. 
91 4  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

•^ -'--*-  Living  branches. 

S  branches  from  the  vine 
Their  birth  and  growth  receive, 
And  round  the  stem  in  friendship  twine, 
And  by  their  union  live, 

In  Christ  so  christians  dwell, 
And  life  from  him  derive  ; 
His  root  makes  all  the  clusters  swell, 
And  all  the  branches  thrive. 

In  sweetest  union  join'd, 
Imraanuel's  name  they  know, 
And  view  the  God  with  man  combined, 
And  feel  his  virtue  too. 

Eternal  life  is  giv'n 
To  all  his  saints  below ; 
A  taste  he  sends  them  of  his  heav'n, 
While  in  the  vale  of  wo. 
This  makes  them  love  their  King, 
And  lift  his  name  on  high  ! 
And  this  with  ardent  praise  they  sing, 
And  shout  the  victory. 
L.  M. 
The  Breaker,  Micah  ii.  13. 
1  XN  ties  of  blood,  with  Zion  one, 
JL  The  Breaker  is  to  glory  gone  ; 


A^ 


215 


136  ELECTION  AND 

Hath  all  his  foes  to  ruin  hurl'd, 

Earth,  satan,  sin,  death,  hell,  and  world. 

2  Set  up  from  everlasting  days. 

Ere  God  had  made  the  earth  and  seas  ; 
Creation's  Lord,  and  Israel's  King  : 
This  Breaker's  praise  my  sonl  shall  sing. 

3  When  fetter'd  with  my  sins  I  lay. 
This  Breaker  did  his  power  display, 
Broke  off  my  chains,  broke  up  my  cell, 
And  now  his  love  my  song  shall  tell. 

4  Now  free  from  sin,  I  walk  at  large. 

This  Breaker's  blood  's  my  soul's  discharge  ; 
At  his  dear  feet  content  I  lay, 
A  sinner  saved,  and  homage  pay. 

5  Dwell,  Zion,  on  this  glorious  theme. 
Amongst  the  sons  there  's  none  like  him ; 
He  broke  the  host  of  hell  for  you. 

And  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder  too. 

6  All-conquering  death,  the  king  of  dread, 
This  glorious  Breaker's  feet  did  tread  ; 
Hath  o'er  the  strong  man,  arm'd,  prevail'd, 
And  to  his  cross  the  curses  nail'd. 

7  Gone  up  to  claim,  but  not  to  crave. 
That  all  his  seed  may  pardon  have, 
Whose  debts  were  paid  in  death  and  blood, 
The  wine-press,  when  this  Breaker  trod. 

8  Jesus,  to  celebrate  thy  praise. 

My  soul  would  wake  her  noblest  lays, 
Till  round  thy  throne  thy  face  I  view, 
And  sing  thy  blood  and  victory  too. 


216 


ELECTION  AND  DECREES  OF  GOD 

CM.  Hart. 

"Because  thou  say  est  I  am  ric/i,"  <fcc. 
Rev.  iii.  17. 

WHAT  makes  mistaken  men  afraid 
Of  sovereign  grace  to  preach? 
The  reason  is,  if  truth  be  said. 

Because  they  are  so  rich. 
[Why  so  offensive  in  their  eyes 

Does  God's  election  seem? 
Because  they  think  themselves  so  wise, 
That  they  have  chgseu  him.] 


DECREES  OF  GOD.  137 

3    [Of  perseverance  why  so  loth 
Are  some  to  speak  or  hear? 
Because,  as  masters  over  sloth 
They  vow  to  persevere.] 

i    [Whence  is  imputed  righteousness 
A  point  so  little  known? 
Because  men  think  they  all  possess 
Some  righteousness  their  own.] 

6    Not  so  the  needy,  helpless  soul 
Prefers  his  humble  prayer  ; 
He  looks  to  Him  that  works  the  whole, 
And  seeks  his  treasure  there. 

6  His  language  is,  *  Let  me,  my  God, 

On  sovereign  grace  rely ; 
And  own  'tis  free,  because  bestow'd 
On  one  so  vile  as  I. 

7  '  Election !  'tis  a  word  divine  ; 

For,  Lord,  I  plainly  see, 
Had  not  thy  choice  prevented  mine, 
I  ne'er  had  chosen  thee. 

8  '  For  perseverance,  strength  I've  none, 

But  would  on  this  depend. 
That  Jesus,  having  loved  his  own, 
Will  love  them  to  the  end.] 

9  *  Empty  and  bare,  I  come  to  thee 

For  righteousness  divine  ; 
0,  may  thy  matchless  merits  be, 
By  imputation,  mine.' 

10  [Thus  diifer  these  ;  yet  hoping  each 

To  make  salvation  sure  : 
Now  most  men  will  approve  the  rich, 
But  Christ  has  blest  the  poor.] 

217  L.M.  Watts. 

^^  *  Electing  Grace;  or.  Saints  beloved  in 
Christ,  Eph.  i.  3,  &c. 

1  TESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name  ; 
t)    Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  same ; 
What  heavenly  blessings  from  his  throne. 
Flow  down  to  sinners  through  his  Son  ! 

2  *  Christ  be  my  first  elect,'  he  said. 
And  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  Head 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 
Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raise  us  up  from  death  and  sin; 


138  ELECTION  AND 

Our  characters  were  then  decreed, 
'  Blameless  in  love,  a  holy  seed.' 

4  Predestinated  to  be  sons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once ; 

A  new  regenerated  race 

To  praise  the  glories  of  his  grace. 

5  "With  Christ  our  Lord  we  share  a  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart; 

'Nor  shall  the  saints  be  thence  remov'd 
Till  he  forgets  his  first  belov'd. 

Ol  Q  L.M.  Watts. 

^■^^ Election  sovereign  and  free, 'Rom.  ix. 
21-23.  20. 

1  T)EHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay, 
J3  He  forms  his  vessels  as  he  please  ; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we, 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  [Doth  not  the  workman's  power  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  choose 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end. 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ?]     ^ 

3  May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 
Dispense  his  favors  as  he  will. 
Choose  some  to  life  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just  and  gracious  still  ? 

A  [What  if  to  make  his  terrors  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Suffering  vile  rebels  to  go  on 
And  prove  their  own  destruction  sure  ! 

6  What  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace, 
And  his  electing  love  employs 

To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race. 
And  form  them  fit  for  heavenlj'  joys.] 

6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust. 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust? 

7  But,  0  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight, 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

8  Then  he  shall  make  his  justice  known, 
And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne 
With  joy  or  terror  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 


DECREES  OP  GOD.  .  139 

Ol  Q  C.  M.  Watts. 

^■^^  Election  excludes  boasting,  1  Cor.  i.  2G-j1. 

1  "OUT  few  among  the  carnal  wise, 

r>  But  few  of  noble  race, 
Obtain  the  favor  of  thine  eyes, 
Almighty  King  of  grace. 

2  He  takes  the  men  of  meanest  name 

For  sons  and  heirs  of  God  ; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  shame 
On  honorable  blood. 

3  He  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  know 

The  mysteries  of  his  grace. 
To  bring  aspiring  wisdom  low, 
And  all  its  pride  abase. 

4  Xature  has  all  its  glories  lost 

When  brought  before  his  throne  ; 
No  flesh  shall  in  his  presence  boast 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

09  A  L.M.  Watts. 

^■^^  The  humble  enlightened,  and  carnal  Rea- 
son, humbled ;   or,  the  Sovereignty  of  Grace, 
Luke  X.  21,  22. 

1  rpHERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd, 

I     And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise  : 

*  Father,  I  thank  "thee,  mighty  God, 

'  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seas. 

2  '  I  thank  thy  sovereign  power  and  love, 

'  That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success ; 
'  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
'  The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of 
grace. 

3  '  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 

*  From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might ; 

'  The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 

*  And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 

4  '  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 

*  Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so  ; 

*  'Tis  thy  delight  to  abase  the  proud, 
'  And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  *  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 

*  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 

*  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

'  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.' 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  please, 


140.  ELECTION  AND 

Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  accourlt 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

9  91  CM.  Watts. 

^^■L  Pree  Grace  in  revealing  Qirisl, 
Ijuke  X.  21. 

1  XESUS,  the  man  of  constant  grief, 
#J    A  mourner  all  bis  clays  ; 

His  spirit  once  rejoic'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praise. 

2  *  Father,  I  thank  thy  wondrous  love, 

'  That  hath  reveal'd  thy  Son 
'  To  men  imlearn'd  ;  and  unto  babes 
'  Hath  made  thy  gospel  known. 

3  *  The  mysteries  of  redeeming  grace 

'  Are  hidden  from  the  Avise, 
'  While  pride  and  carnal  reasonings  join 
*  To  swell  and  blind  their  eyes.' 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 

His  great  decrees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  Avorks  of  grace 
By  his  own  sovereign  will. 

9995's  &  6's,  or  5's  &  ll's.   Alt'd  by  Toplady. 

^-^-^ Everlasting  Love,  Electing  Grace,  and 

Personal  Holiness. 

1  I  I  OW  happy  are  we', 
l~l    Our  election  who  see. 

And  venture,  0  Lord,  for  salvation  on  thee  ! 

In  Jesus  approv'd, 

Eternally  lov'd, 
Upheld  by  thy  power  we  cannot  be  mov'd. 

2  'Tis  sweet  to  recline 
On  the  bosom  divine, 

And  experience  the  comforts  peculiar  to  thine: 

While,  born  from  above, 

And  upheld  by  thy  love, 
With  singing  and  triumph  to  Sion  we  move. 

3  Our  seeking  thy  face 

Was  all  of  thy  grace,  [praise : 

Thy  mercy  demands  and  shall  have  all  the 

No  sinner  can  be 

Beforehand  with  thee, 
Thy  grace  is  preventing,  almighty  and  free. 

4  Our  Savior  and  friend 
His  love  shall  extend. 

It  knew  no  beginning,  and  never  shall  end : 


DECREES  OP  GOD.  141 

Whom  once  he  receives 

His  Spirit  ne'ei'  leaves, 
Nor  ever  repeats  of  the  grace  that  lie  gives. 
6      This  proof  we  would  give 

Tliat  thee  we  receive  ;  [believe  : 

Thou  art    precious  alone  to  the  souls  that 

Be  precious  to  us ! 

All  besides  is  as  dross,  [cross, 

Compar'd  with  thy  love  and  the  blood  of  the 

PART   THE    SECOND. 

6  Yet  one  thing  we  want, 
More  holiness  grant ! 

For  more  of  thy  mind  and  thy  image  we  pant! 

Thine  image  impress 

On  thy  favorite  race  : 
0  fashion  and  polish  thy  vessels  of  grace ! 

7  Thy  workmanship  we 

More  fully  would  be  ;  [to  thee  ! 

Lord,  stretch  out  thine  hand,  and  coului-iu  us 

While  onward  we  move 

To  mansions  above. 
Come  Jill  us  with  holiness,  Jill  us  with  love. 

8  Vouchsafe  us  to  know 
More  of  thee  below  ; 

Thus  fit  us  for  heaven,  and  glory  bestow  : 

Our  harps  shall  be  tun'd, 

The  Lamb  shall  be  crown'd,  [sound. 

Salvation  to  Jesus  through  heaven  shall  re- 

090  L.  M.  Beddome. 

^^^The  Consequences  of  Election,  Rom. 
viii.  33-39. 

1  ^ll^rHO  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames 

VV    The  chosen  people  of  our  God! 
Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  Jesus'  blood. 

2  He,  for  the  sins  of  all  the  elect, 
Hath  a  complete  atonement  made  ; 
And  justice  never  can  expect 

That  the  same  debt  should  twice  be  paid. 

3  Not  tribulation,  nakedness. 
The  famine,  peril,  or  the  sword; 
Not  persecution,  or  distress, 

Can  separate  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height, 
Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above ; 


Hi  ELECTION  AND 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purposes  of  love. 

5  His  sovereign  mercy  knows  no  end, 
His  faithfulness  shall  still  endure  ; 
And  those  who  on  his  word  depend 
Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  sure. 

OOA  L-M:.  Watta. 

^■^^The  triumph  of  Faith  ;  or  OhrisVs  un- 
changeable love,  Rom.  viii.  33,  &c. 

1  "VXrHO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 

W    'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  stream 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suffered  in  their  stead, 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil. 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives,  he  lives,  and  sits  above. 
For  ever  interceding  there  ; 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love  ? 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair? 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress. 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  through. 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  ; 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  or  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high  nor  powers  below, 

Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 

OO^  6.8  Rlppon'sCol. 

^^^ Eternal  and  Unchangeable  Love,  2  Tim. 

i.  12.  ii.  13— Phil.  1.6. 

1  /~\  MY  distrustful  heart, 

V/  How  small  thy  faith  appears ! 
But  greater.  Lord,  thou  art 

Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears: 
Did  Jesus  once  upon  me  shine  ! 
Then  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine. 

2  Unchangeable  his  will. 

Though  dark  may  be  my  frame  ; 


DECR-EBS   OF  OOD.  14S 

His  loving  heart  is  still 
Eternally  the  same  : 
My  soul  through  many  changes  goes ; 
His  love  no  variation  knows. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 

And  perfectly  perform, 
The  work  thou  hast  begun 

In  me,  a  sinful  worm ; 
'Midst  all  ray  fears,  and  sin  and  wo, 
Thy  Spirit  will  not  let  me  go. 

4  The  bowels  of  thy  grace 

At  first  did  freely  move  ; 
I  still  shall  see  thy  face. 

And  feel  that  God  is  love  : 
Myself  into  thy  arms  I  cast, 
Lord,  save,  0  save  my  soul  at  last ! 


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8.  7.  4.  Rippon's  Col. 

The  Consideration  of  Election  in  Christ 

Comfortable. 
ONS  we  are  through  God's  election, 
"Wlio  in  Jesus  Christ  believe  ; 
By  eternal  destination, 

Sovereign  grace  we  here  receive  : 
Lord,  thy  mercy 
Does  both  grace  and  glory  give. 

Every  fallen  soul,  by  sinning, 

Merits  everlasting  pain  ; 
But  thy  love,  without  beginning, 

Has  restor'd  thy  sons  again  : 
Countless  millions 
Shall  in  life  through  Jesus  reign. 

Pause,  my  soul,  adore  and  wonder! 

Ask,  '  0  why  such  love  to  me  ?' 
Grace  hath  put  me  in  the  number 

Of  the  Savior's  family : 
Hallelujah ! 
Thanks,  eternal  thanks  to  thee! 

Since  that  love  had  no  beginning. 

And  shall  never,  never,  cease  ; 
Keep,  0  keep  me,  Lord,  from  sinning  I 

Guide  me  in  the  way  of  peace  ! 
Make  me  walk  in 
All  the  paths  of  holiness 
Wlien  I  quit  this  feeble  mansion, 

And  my  soul  returns  to  thee ; 


A' 


144  ELECTION  AND 

Let  the  power  of  thy  ascension 

Manifest  itself  in  rae  : 
Through  thy  Spirit, 
Give  the  final  victory. 

6  [When  the  angel  sounds  the  ttumpet ; 

When  ray  soul  and  body  join  ; 
When  my  Savior  conies  to  judgment, 

Bright  in  majesty  divine : 
Let  me  triumph 
In  thy  righteousness  as  mine.] 

7  Wlien  in  that  blest  habitation, 

AVhich  my  God  has  fore-ordain'd  ; 
When  in  glory's  full  possession, 
I  with  saints  and  angels  rest : 
Free  grace  only 

Shall  resound  throughout  the  blest. 
007  P.M.  Burnham. 

^^  *  JElection  the  Fountain  of  Salvation, 
Eph.  i.  4. 
LL  the  elected  train 
Were  chosen  in  their  Head, 
To  all  eternal  good, 
Before  the  worlds  were  made  ; 
Chosen  to  know  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  taste  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

2  [Chosen  to  faith  and  hope, 
To  purity  and  love, 

To  all  the  life  of  God, 

To  all  the  things  above  ; 
Chosen  to  prove  salvation  sure  ; 
Chosen  to  reign  for  evermore.} 

3  Nothing  but  grace  appears 
In  this  eternal  choice  ; 

It  charms  the  humble  saint. 

And  makes  the  soul  rejoice  : 
Its  endless  glories  shine  so  brfght, 
It  makes  obedience  all  delight. 

4  Now,  Lord,  to  ns  reveal. 
The  all-confirming  grace ; 
And  may  we  all  pursue 
The  shining  paths  of  peace  : 

Run  in  the  way  of  joys  above. 

And  ever  sing  electing  love. 
99 Q  L.  M.  Tucker. 

^^O     j^i^ction  in  Christ,  2  Tim.  i.  9. 
1  TTT^XPAND,  Tiiy  soul,  arise  and  sing 
Pj  The  matchless  grace  of  Zion's  King ; 


DEOKEES   OF   GOD.  145 

His  love,  as  ancient  as  his  name, 
Let  all  thy  powers  aloud  proclaim. 

2  Chosen  of  old,  of  old  approved, 
In  Christ  eternally  beloved  ; 
Eternally  were  children  made, 
Ere  sin  its  baleful  poison  spread. 

3  Though  sin  and  guilt  infest  them  here, 
In  Christ  they  all  complete  appear  ; 
The  whole  that  justice  e'er  demands 
Receiv'd  full  payment  from  his  hands. 

4  In  him  the  Father  never  saw 

The  least  transgression  of  his  law  ; 
Perfection,  then,  in  him  we  view, 
His  saints  in  him  are  perfect  too. 

6  Then  let  our  souls  in  him  rejoice, 
As  favor'd  objects  of  his  choice  ; 
Redeem'd,  and  saved  by  grace,  we  sing 
Eternal  praise  to  Christ  our  King ! 

OOq  L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^^o      jygg  Election,  Rom.  viii.  29. 

1  X^EEP  in  the  everlasting  mind 

I  /  The  great  mysterious  purpose  lay. 
Of  choosing  some  from  lost  mankind. 
Whose  sins  the  Lamb  should  bear  away. 

2  Them,  loved  with  an  eternal  love. 
To  grace  and  glory  he  ordain'd  ; 

Gave  them  a  throne  which  cannot  move, 
And  chose  them  both  to  ways  and  end. 

3  In  them  he  was  resolved  to  make 
The  I'iches  of  his  goodness  known ; 
Them  he  accepts  for  Jesus'  sake, 
And  views  them  righteous  in  his  Son. 

4  No  goodness  God  foresaw  in  his, 
But  what  his  grace  decreed  to  give  ; 
No  comeliness  in  them  there  is 
Which  they  did  not  from  him  receive. 

5  Faith  and  repentance  he  bestows 
On  such,  as  he  designs  to  save ; 

From  him  their  souls'  obedience  flows, 

And  he  shall  all  the  glory  have. 
9Q()  8.8.6.  Adams. 

^%J\J    j^g  ^g^^  Ransomed,  Gal.  i.  4. 

1  /^UR  Jesus  loves  his  dear  elect ; 
\J  With  glory  they  shall  all  be  deck'd 
Before  his  Fatker's  face. 


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146  ELECTION  AND 

Not  one  of  them  for  whom  he  bled, 
But  shall  with  joy  behold  their  Head, 
In  heaven,  their  dwelling-place. 

2  [They  are  the  travail  of  his  soul ; 

His  sweetest  thoughts  on  them  did  roll 

From  all  eternity ! 
And,  as  the  jewels  of  his  crown, 
He'll  give  them  honor,  peace  renown, 

And  full  felicity.] 

3  Their  sins  upon  him  all  were  laid, 
And  he  the  dreadful  debt  has  paid 

(A  debt  no  more  to  pay)  ; 
Their  Surety  in  their  law-place  stood. 
Appeased  stern  Justice  with  his  blood, 

And  bore  their  sins  away. 

7. 5.  Hart. 

Election,  John  x.  28. 

1  XiRETHRBN",  would  you  know  your  stay, 

fj  What  it  is  supports  you  still  ? 
Why,  though  tempted  every  day, 
Yet  you  stand,  and  stand  you  will? 

Long  before  our  birth, 
Nay,  before  Jehovah  laid 
The  foundations  of  the  earth, 
We  were  chosen  in  our  Head. 

2  God's  election  is  the  ground 
Of  our  hope  to  persevere  ; 

On  this  rock  your  building  found, 
And  preserve  your  title  clear. 

Infidels  may  laugh ; 
Pharisees  gainsay  or  rail ; 
Here's  your  tenure,  (keep  it  safe,) 
God\<t  elect  can  never  fail ! 

000  L.  M.  Paice. 
Z^OZ;      Predestination,  Eph.  i.  5-12. 

1  "TT^IX'D  was  the  eternal  state  of  man, 

P    Ere  time  its  rapid  course  began ; 
Appointed  by  God's  firm  decree, 
To  endless  joy  or  miser}'. 

2  Fix'd  was  the  vast  eternal  deep 
Between  the  goats  and  chosen  sheep  ; 
Nor  can  a  union  e'er  take  place, 
'Twixt  heirs  of  wrath  and  heirs  of  grace. 

3  [Yet  erring  men  make  much  ado. 
And  strive  to  force  a  passage  through; 


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DECREES  OP  GOD.  147 

But,  ah  !  what  vain  attempt  is  this, 
To  strive  to  ford  that  deep  abyss.] 
All  glory  to  the  great  I  AM, 
Who  chose  me  in  the  blessed  Lamb  ; 
Whilst  millions  of  the  human  race 
Will  never  know  nor  taste  his  grace. 

And  blessings  on  atoning  blood, 
By  which  I'm  reconciled  to  God  ; 
And  praise  be  to  the  Spirit  given, 
Who  frees  from  sin  and  leads  to  heaven. 

ll's.  Sonnetg. 

Christ  Exalted. 

1  "TEHOVAH  in  counsel 
t)     Resolv'd  to  fulfil, 
The  scheme  from  eternity 

Laid  in  his  will ; 
A  scheme  too  profound  for 

A  seraph  to  pry, 
And  all  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

2  'Twas  not  from  the  creature 

Salvation  took  place. 
The  whole  was  of  God,  to 

The  praise  of  his  grace  ; 
And  all  to  his  glory 

Shall  tend  by  and  by, 
T'  accomplish  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

3  His  wisdom  brought  forth  the 

Adorable  plan, 
Grace,  mercy,  and  peace,  and 

Good-will  towards  man  ; 
The  great  Three-in-One  did 

The  same  ratify. 
And  all  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

4  Here  all  the  perfections 

Of  Deity  shine, 
Love,  wisdom,  and  power. 

And  goodness  divine ; 
His  justice  and  grace 

Receiv'd  honor  thereby; 
And  all  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

6  When  first  the  great  project 
To  angels  was  known, 


148  ELECTION  AND 

They  hail'd  Him  in  songs  as 
The  Lamb  on  his  throne  ; 

The  concave  of  heaven 
Resounds  with  their  cry, 

God,  Man,  Mediator, 
They  lift  Him  on  high. 

6  Creation  proclaims  the 

Great  work  of  thy  hand, 
All  beings  and  things  in 

The  order  they  stand ; — 
Productions  of  chance  we 

Are  led  to  deny, 
'Twas  made  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

7  All  things  for  His  sake  did 

Jehovah  prepare. 
For  of  Him,  and  to  Him, 

And  thro'  Him,  they  are  ; 
All  systems  and  worlds  that 

Revolve  in  the  sky, 
Were  made  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

8  Set  up  as  the  Head  of 

His  mystical  frame, 
He  honor'd  the  records 

Of  Fate  with  His  name ; 
And  notiiing  was  wanting, 

Wliich  God  could  supply. 
To  aid  the  uplifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

9  When  man  was  created. 

What  wisdo?Ti  we  see, 
The  whole  he  possess'd  was 

The  image  of  Thee  ; 
But,  oh  !  in  his  fall,  we 

Are  led  to  espy, 
'Twas  all  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 

10  The  law  that  was  given, 

On  Sinai  of  old, 
Was  still  the  great  mercy 

And  love  to  unfold, 
Wliich  did  in  the  womb  of 

Eternity  lie. 
And  all  for  the  lifting 

Of  Jesus  on  high. 


r 


DECREES  OP  GOD.  149 

11  In  fulness  of  time,  he 

Came  under  the  law, 
Its  jots  and  its  tittles, 

He  answer'd,  we  know  ; 
And  stretching  his  arms,  did 

On  Calvary  die, 
T'  accomplish  his  lifting 

To  glory  on  high. 

12  He  slept  in  the  tomb,  till 

The  moi'ning  arose. 
That  sign'd  his  release,  and 

Confounded  his  foes ; 
Then,  bursting  its  bars,  He 

Ascended  the  sky. 
To  reign  in  his  glory. 
Eternal,  on  high. 
OO/i  8's  &  7's.  Sonnets. 

Z/O^  Wisdom. 

'N  the  scheme  of  man's  salvation, 
I,  as  Wisdom,  did  convene, 
Ere  the  beauties  of  creation 
Were  from  chaos  rising,  seen. 

2  "  Head  elect,  ere  Adam  sinning, 

Euin'd  all  his  unborn  race  ; 
Of  creation  the  beginning, 
Full  of  truth,  and  full  of  grace. 

3  "  Ere  the  bright  angelic  legion 

Sang  creation's  natal  day, 
Pleas'd  I  saw  the  distant  region, 
Where  my  mystic  body  lay. 

4  "  'Twas  for  them  I  stood  convicted, 

Bound  by  love's  immortal  tie, 
Suffered  all  the  law  inflicted, 

Did  on  Calv'ry's  summit  die." 
OQ^  CM.  Toplady. 

•^^^  Elected  to  Holiness. 

1  TXOW  vast  the  benefits  divine, 
_Lj_  \Vliich  we  in  Christ  possess  ! 
We're  sav'd  from  guilt  and  ev'ry  sin, 

And  call'd  to  holiness. 

2  'Tis  not  for  works  which  we  have  done, 

Or  shall  hereafter  do  ; 
But  he,  of  his  electing  love, 
Salvation  doth  bestow. 

3  The  glory,  Lord,  from  first  to  last, 

Is  due  to  thee  alone  ; 


150  -  ELECTION  AND 

Aught  to  ourselves  we  dare  not  take. 
Or  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

4  Our  glorious  Surety  undertook 

Redemption's  wondrous  jjlan 
And  grace  was  given  us  in  him, 
Before  the  world  began. 

5  Safe  in  the  arras  of  sov'reign  love 

We  ever  shall  remain  ; 
Nor  shall  the  rage  of  earth  or  hell 
Make  thy  dear  counsels  vain. 

6  Not  one  of  all  the  chosen  race 

But  shall  to  heav'n  attain, 
Partake  on  earth  the  purpos'd  grace, 
And  then  with  Jesus  reign. 

OQf^  C.M.  Sonnets. 

^^^God^s  choice  of  his  church  of  ancient 

date. 

1  "OEFORE  the  sun,  the  fount  of  light, 
_D     A  single  round  had  run  ; 

God's  church  was  present  in  his  sight, 
As  chosen  in  his  Son. 

2  Yes,  ere  the  Lord,  creation  spread, 

Or  fix'd  the  flowing  deep  ; 
He  chose  in  Christ,  the  cov'nant  head, 
His  well-beloved  sheep. 

3  And  ere  the  seed  of  sin  was  sown 

In  Adam,  or  his  bride  ; 
To  God  the  remedy  was  known. 
For  Christ  was  by  his  side. 

4  And  when  the  holy  law  was  broke. 

And  Adam  justly  fear'd  ; 
And  sought  to  shun  the  threaten'd  stroke, 
A  promise  soon  appear'd. 

5  "The  woman's  son,  or  seed,  shall  break 

The  subtle  serpent's  head." 
Sweet  promise  this,  for  God  to  make. 
In  such  a  time  of  need. 

6  This  promis'd  seed,  at  length,  was  seen 

In  human  form  on  earth ; 
Was  born  of  parents,  low  and  mean, 
And  deem'd  of  little  worth  ! 

7  Yet  he  declar'd,  as  it  was  meet. 

Himself  the  Son  of  God  ; 
In  proof  of  which,  beneath  his  feet 
He  old  ApoUyon  trod. 


DECREES  OF  QOD.  151 

8  Yea,  triumpb'd  o'er  the  gates  of  hell, 

Our  captors,  captive  led  ; 
And  doom'd  them  evermore  to  dwell 
In  night's  eternal  shade. 

9  Which  made  at  once  the  promise  good, 

Which  God  in  mercy  gave 
To  Adam,  when  he  guilty  stood, 
Incapable  to  save. 

10  Stupendous  project,  this  indeed ! 

A  deep  concerted  plan  ! 
For  God  to  send  the  woman's  seed 
To  die  for  wretched  man! 

11  And  as  the  Lord  of  life  and  love 

Was  crucified  and  slain, 
So  all  his  sheep  with  him  above 

Through  endless  years  shall  reign. 
OQ7  8's.  Kent. 

^fj  1  li  -wrjierein  shall  go  no  galley  ivith  oars, 
neither  shall  gallant  ship  pass  thereby.^'' — Isa. 

1  /~\'ER  mercy's  unfathom'd  abyss, 
\_)  The  vessels  of  mercy  shall  rove, 
O'erwhelm'd  with  ineffable  bliss. 

And  oceans  of  permanent  love. 
When  ages  on  ages  are  gone. 

Fresh  glories  shall  rise  to  the  view, 
And  rolling  eternally  on, 

Forever  their  bliss  shall  renew. 

2  No  galley  with  oars  shall  be  there, 

To  pass  by  the  strength  of  free  will  j 
For  those  who  to  Sinai  adhere. 

Its  precepts  are  bound  to  fulfil ; 
But  we  for  the  city  of  God, 

From  Sinai  were  glad  to  retire. 
And  find  in  the  Lamb  and  his  blood. 

All  things  that  the  law  can  require. 

3  The  remnant  in  Jesus  that's  blest. 

Whom  God  from  eternity  chose, 
Shall  enter  the  haven  of  rest, 

Though  earth,  hell  and  sin  may  oppose  ; 
Then  0  how  delightful  the  song  ! 

When  all  in  the  chorus  shall  join^ 
The  weaklings  as  well  as  the  strong — 
With  shoutings  and  triumj^hs  divine  ! 
90 Q  L.  M.  Burnham. 

^fj<0        Predestination,  Eph.  i.  11. 
1  'mWAS  fix'd  in  God's  eternal  mind, 

1    When  his  dear  sons  should  mercy  find ; 


152  ELECTION  AND 

From  everlasting  he  decreed 

When  every  good  should  be  convey'd. 

2  Determined  was  the  manner  how, 
Eternal  favors  he'd  bestow  ; 
Yea,  he  decreed  the  very  place 
Where  he  would  show  triumphant  grace. 

3  Also  the  ways  were  fix'd  upon, 

Thro'  which  his  sovereign  love  should  run ; 
So  time  and  place,  yea,  means  and  mode, 
Were  all  determin'd  by  our  God. 

4  Vast  were  the  settlements  of  grace, 
For  millions  of  the  human  race  ; 
And  every  favor,  richly  given, 
Flows  from  the  high  decree  of  heaven. 

6  [In  every  mercy,  full  and  free, 
A  sovereign  God  I  wish  to  see  ; 
To  see  how  grace,  fre«  grace  has  reign'd, 
In  every  blessing  he  ordain'd. 

6  Yes,  dearest  Lord,  'tis  ray  desire 
Thy  wise  appointments  to  admire  ; 
And  trace  the  footsteps  of  mv  God 
Through  every  path  in  Zion's  road.] 

OOQ  7's.  Eyland. 

ZjOu  rjTj^Q  Saint  happy  in  being  entirely  at  the 

disposal  of  his  God. — My  times  are  in  thy  hand. 

Psalm  xxxi.  15  ;  xxxiv.  1. 

1  QOVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  skies ! 
1^  Ever  gracious,  ever  wise  ! 

All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, — 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  His  decree,  who  form'd  the  earth, 
Fix'd  my  first  and  second  birth  : 
Parents,  native  place,  and  time, — 
All  appointed  were  by  him. 

3  He  that  form'd  me  in  the  womb. 
He  shall  guide  me  to  the  tomb  ; 
All  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Order'd  by  his  wise  decree. 

4  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health. 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief. 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief: 

5  Times  the  tempter's  power  to  prove  ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Savior's  love  : 


DECREES  OF  GOD.  163 

All  must  corae,  and  last,  and  end, 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  friend. 

6  Plagues  and  deaths  around  me  fly  ; 
Till  he  bids,  I  cannot  die  : 

Not  a  single  shaft  can  hit 
Till  the  God  of  love  sees  fit. 

7  0  thou  Gracious,  Wise,  and  Just, 
In  thy  hands  my  life  I  trust : 
Have  I  somewhat  dearer  still? — 
I  resign  it  to  thy  will. 

8  May  I  always  own  thy  hand — 
Still  to  thee  surrenders!  stand ; 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
I  and  mine  are  all  thy  own. 

9  Thee,  at  all  times,  will  I  bless : 
Having  thee,  I  all  possess : 
How  can  I  bereaved  be. 
Since  I  cannot  part  with  thee  ? 

Of  A  L.  M.  Kent. 

^^^ Predestination  made  known  by  Calling. 

Eom.  viii.  30  ;  John  x.  16. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  period  known  to  God 

I    When  all  his  sheep,  redeem'd  by  blood, 
Shall  leave  the  hateful  ways  of  sin, 
Turn  to  the  fold,  and  enter  in. 

2  At  peace  with  hell,  with  God  at  war, 
In  sin's  dark  maze  they  wander  far, 
Indulge  their  lust,  and  still  go  on  " 
As  far  from  God  as  sheep  can  run. 

3  But  see  how  Heaven's  indulgent  cai-e 
Attends  their  wanderings  here  and  there  : 
Still  near  at  hand,  where'er  they  straj', 
With  j)rickiug  thorns  to  hedge  their  way. 

4  [Wlien  wisdom  calls,  they  stop  their  ear, 
And  headlong  urge  the  mad  career  ; 
Judgments  nor  mercies  ne'er  can  sway 
Their  roving  feet  to  wisdom's  way.] 

5  Glory  to  God,  they  ne'er  shall  rove 
Beyond  the  limits  of  his  love  : 
Fenced  with  Jehovah's  shalls  and  wills, 
Firm  as  the  everlasting  hills. 

6  The  appointed  time  rolls  on  apace, 
Xot  to  propose  but  call  by  grace  ; 
To  change  the  heart,  renew  the  will, 
And  turn  theii'  feet  to  Zion's  hill. 


154  ELECTIOJ^  AND 

241  S.  M.  Toplady. 

'^■^■*-  Divine  Providence. — Deut.  xxxiii.  27; 

Isa.  XXXV.  4. 

1  mHRICE  comfortable  hope 

JL   That  calms  my  stormy  breast ; 
My  Father's  hand  prepares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills  is  best. 

2  My  fearful  heart  he  reads  ; 
Secures  my  soul  from  harms ; 

While  underneath  his  mercy  spreads 
Its  everlasting  arms ! 

3  His  skill  infallible, 
His  providential  grace, 

His  power  and  truth  that  never  fail, 
Shall  order  all  my  ways. 

4  [The  fictions  power  of  chance 
And  fortune  I  defy : 

My  life's  minutest  circumstance 
Is  subject  to  his  eye.] 

5  0  might  I  doubt  no  more, 
But  in  his  pleasure  rest ; 

Whose  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  and  power, 
Engage  to  make  me  blest ! 

L.  M.  Sonnets. 

Everlasting  lore ;  or,  God's  thoughts  of 
peace  towards  Zion. 

1  /^E  God's  great  love,  ere  time  began, 
\_/  His  thoughts  of  peace  to  rebel  man. 
Let  Zion  sing,  nor  e'er  refrain. 

To  aid  the  sweet  immortal  strain. 

2  His  sons  elect,  He  knows  them  well, 
Nor  less  belov'd  when  Adam  fell ; 
Bound  in  life's  bundle,  call'd  His  own. 
As  sons  of  peace  to  Him  foreknown. 

8  Then,  0  believer,  cease  to  mourn; 
Return,  unto  thy  rest  return  ; 
Indulge  no  more  thy  grief  and  wo  ; 
His  thoughts  of  peace  eternal  flow. 

4  When  in  thy  blood  He  saw  thee  lie, 
He  bid  thee  live,  and  pass'd  thee  by; 
Bound  up  thy  wounds,  that  all  might  see 
His  thoughts  how  peaceful  then  to  thee. 

5  When  rebels  found,  against  His  laws. 
Haters  of  God,  His  name  and  cause ; 


242 


DECREES  OF   GOD.  155 

Yet  even  then,  His  grace  so  free, 
His  thoughts  were  thoughts  of  peace  to  thee. 
6  Wake  then,  my  soul,  th}'  God  to  praise, 
In  all  thy  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
No  seraph's  song  should  rival  thine, 
A  sinner  sav'd  by  grace  divine. 

0J_0  L.M.  Watts. 

^-'-^ffope  in  the  Covenant ;  or,  God^s  Prom- 
ise and  Truth  unchangeable,  Heb.  vi.  17-19. 

1  TT"OW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 
XX  To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love. 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 
Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace  ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 

3  Amidst  temptations  sharp  and  long, 
My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies  : 
Hope  is  my  anchor  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up  ; 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope. 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 

OAA  L.  M.  Toplady. 

^"^^  The  stability  of  the   Covenant. — Psalm 

Ixxxix.  34 ;  Numb,  xxiii.  19. 

1  "DEJOICE,  ye  saints,  in  every  state, 
JCV  Divine  decrees  remain  unmoved  ; 
No  turns  of  Providence  abate 

God's  care  for  those  he  once  hath  loved. 

2  Firmer  than  heaven  his  covenant  stands  : 
Though  earth  should  shake  and  skies  depart, 
You're  safe  in  your  Redeemer's  hands, 
Who  bears  your  names  upon  his  heart. 

3  Our  Surety  knows  for  whom  he  stood, 
And  gave  himself  a  sacrifice  : 

The  souls  once  sprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Possess  a  life  that  never  dies. 

4  Though  darkness  spread  around  our  tent, 
Though  fear  prevail,  and  joy  decline, 
God  will  not  of  his  oath  repent : 

Dear  Lord,  thy  people  still  are  thine  ! 


156  REGENERATION  AND 

24  f^  C.  M.  Parkinson. 

•^ -*-^  Method  of  Salvation. 

1  r  jlHE  Father's  free  electing  grace, 

I      Before  the  world  began, 
In  Jesus  gave  my  soul  a  place 
For  her  eternal  home. 

2  Though  view'd  as  welt'ring  in  my  blood 

And  traveling  down  to  hell, 
The  Lord,  the  Lamb,  my  surety  stood, 
And  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  He,  amply  fit,  sustain'd  ray  right; 

For  me  he  liv'd  and  died  ; 
His  perfect  -work  is  God's  delight; 
In  him  I'm  justified. 

4  The  Spirit  makes  me  feel  my  need 

Of  all  that  Christ  has  done  ; 
And  makes  me  daily  on  him  feed, 
And  hope  in  him  alone. 

5  How  blest  am  I !  and  to  the  name 

Of  God  all  praise  be  giv'n, 
'Till  life  shall  end,  and  he  proclaim 
My  sweet  retreat  to  heav'n. 


REGENERATION   AND   THE   NEW   BIRTH. 

OAC\  L.M.  Medley. 

^^^ Grace  Exalted  in  the  New  Birth, 
James i«  18  ;  John  i.  13. 

1  1  SSIST  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King, 
i\   Thy  everlasting  love  to  sing; 
And  joyful  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

As  one.  through  grace,  that's  born  of  God. 

2  [No,  it  was  not  the  will  of  man 

My  soul's  new  heavenly  birth  began  ; 
Nor  will  nor  power  of  flesh  and  blood 
That  turn'd  my  heart  from  sin  to  God.] 

3  Herein  let  self  be  all  abased. 

And  sovereign  love  alone  confess'd ; 
This  be  ray  song  through  all  the  road, 
That  born  I  ara,  and  born  of  God. 

4  0  may  this  love  my  soul  constrain, 
To  make  returns  of  love  again  ; 
That  I,  while  earth  is  my  abode, 
May  live  like  one  that's  born  of  God. 


THE    NENV   BIRTH.  1,>7 

6  [May  I  thy  praises  daily  show, 
Who  hath  created  all  things  new, 
And  wash'd  rae  in  a  Savior's  l)h>od, 
To  prove  that  I'm  a  son  of  God.] 

6  And  when  the  appointed  hour  sliall  come, 
That  thou  wilt  call  me  to  my  home, 
Joyous  I'll  pass  the  chilling  flood. 

And  die  as  one  that's  born  of  God. 

7  Then  shall  my  soul  triumphant  rise 
To  its  blest  mansion  in  the  skies, 
And  in  that  glorious,  bright  abode, 
Sing  then  as  one  that's  born  of  God. 

9J.7  L.M.  Sonnets. 

•^^  •        The  Old  and  New  Creation. 

1  r  jlHAT  was  a  wonder-working  word, 

i     Which  could  the  vast  creation  raise  ; 
Angels  attendant  on  their  Lord, 

Admir'd  the  plan,  and  sung  his  praise. 

2  From  what  a  dark  and  shapeless  mass. 

All  nature  sprang  at  his  command  ! 
Let  there  be  light,  and  light  there  was. 
And  sun,  and  stars,  and  sea,  and  laud. 

3  With  equal  speed  the  earth  and  seas. 

Their  mighty  Maker's  voice  obey'd  ; 
He  spake,  and  straight  the  plants  and  trees, 
And  birds  and  beasts,  and  man  were  made. 

4  But  man,  the  lord  and  crown  of  all, 

By  sin  his  honor  soon  defac'd  ; 
His  heart,  how  alter'd  since  the  fall ! 
Is  dark,  deform'd,  and  void,  and  waste. 

5  The  new  creation  in  the  soul. 

Does  now  no  less  his  power  display, 
Than  when  he  form'd  the  mighty  whole, 
And  kindled  darkness  into  day. 

6  Though  self-destroyed,  0  Lord,  we  are, 

Yet  let  us  feel  Avhat  thou  canst  do  ; 
Thy  word  the  ruin  can  repair. 
And  all  our  innate  sins  subdue. 
0J_0  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^'^  Grace  not  Conveyed  by  Religious 
Parents,  Matt.  iii.  9. 

1  'TTAIN'  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
V    Upon  their  birth  and  blood. 
Descended  from  a  pious  ra-ce  ; 
CTheir  fathers  now  Avith  God.) 


158  REGENERATION  AND 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 
And  fill  the  house  of  Abra'm  well 
With  new-created  sons. 

3  Such  wondrous  power  doth  he  possess 

Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 
Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptiness, 
The  world  obey'd  and  came. 

94^0  CM.  Watts. 

■^^^  Characters  of  the  Children  of  God. 

1  4  S  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast 
J\   To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 

So  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

2  [With  inward  gust  their  heart  approves 

All  that  the  Word  relates; 
They  love  the  men  their  Father  loves, 
And  hate  the  works  he  hates. 

3  Not  all  the  flattering  baits  on  earth 

Can  make  them  slaves  to  lust; 
They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  dust. 

i  Not  all  the  chains  that  tyrants  use 
Shall  bind  their  souls  to  vice  ; 
Faith  like  a  conqueror  can  produce 
A  thousand  victories.] 

5  [Grace  like  an  uncorrupted  seed 

Abides  and  reigns  within ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  sons  of  God  to  sin. 

6  Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  slave 

Do  they  perform  his  will, 
But  with  the  noblest  powers  they  have 
His  sweet  commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  access  at  every  hour 

To  God  within  the  veil ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quickning  power, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 

8  0  happy  souls !     0  glorious  state 

Of  overflowing  grace  ! 
To  dwell  so  near  tlieir  Father's  si'at, 
And  see  his  lovely  face. 

9  Lord,  I  address  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine, 


PARDON.  159 

Send  down  the  spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comforts  strong ; 
Then  shall  I  say,  My  Father  God 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 


PARDON. 

OKf)  L.M.  Watts. 

^0\j  Pardoning  Grace. 

1  TT^ROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts 

r    To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries; 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  has  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face. 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait. 
And  long,  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 

4  My  trust  is  fixed  upon  thy  Word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  Word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

6  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways. 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

<2^^  L.M.  Watts. 

^^  ■*-  JKepentance  and  Free  Pardon  ;  or,  Jus- 
tification and  Sanctification. 

1  "DLEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  bless'd, 
J3  Whose  guilt  is  pardoned  by  liis  God, 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  the  Savior's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities. 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free. 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 


160  COVENANT  OP  GRACB. 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Through  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

OnO  CM.  Watts. 

jLiOZj  Sufficiency  of  Pardon. 

1  "YTTHY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls, 

W    Those  mournful  colors  wear  ? 
What  doubts  are  these  assail  your  faith, 
And  nourish  your  despair  ? 

2  What  though  your  numerous  sins  exceed 

The  stars  that  fill  the  skies. 
And  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne. 
Like  pointed  mountains  rise ! 

3  What  though  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  swell, 
And  hath  its  curs'd  foundation  laid 
Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell ! 

4  See  here  an  endless  ocean  flows 

Of  never-failing  grace. 
Behold  a  dying  Savior's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase. 

6  It  rises  high  and  drowns  the  hills, 
Has  neither  shore  nor  bound ; 
Now  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins 
Our  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace 
That  buries  all  our  faiilts, 
And  pard'uing  blood  that  swells  above 
Our  follies  and  our  thoughts. 


253 


COVENANT  OF  GRACE. 

CM.  Doddridge. 

Support  in  the  Covenant,  2  Sam.  xxiii.  5. 

'rrilS  mine,  the  covenant  of  his  grace, 

I     And  every  promise  mine! 
All  flowing  from  eternal  love. 

And  seal'd  b}'  blood  divine  ! 

On  my  unworthy,  favor'd  head, 
Its  blessings  all  unite ; 


254 


COVENA>fT  OF  GRACE.  161 

Blessings  more  numerous  than  the  stars, 
More  lasting  and  more  bright. 

That  covenant  the  last  accent  claims 

Of  this  yoor  faltering  tongue  ; 
And  that  shall  the  first  notes  employ 

Of  my  celestial  song ! 

S.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Covenant  Favors,  Deut.  iv.  31; 
Heb.  xii.  24. 

THE  covenant  of  free  grace, 
As  made  in  Christ  our  Head, 
Is  stored  with  precious  promises, 
By  which  our  souls  are  fed. 
The  solemn  oath  of  God 
Confirms  each  promise  true  : 
And  Jesus,  with  his  precious  blood, 
Has  seal'd  the  covenant  too  ! 

Hence  all  our  comforts  flow 
And  balm  for  every  fear; 
Grant,  Lord,  we,  by  experience,  know, 
How  choice,  how  rich  they  are. 

P.  M.  Kent. 

Everlasting  covenant,  Ezek.  xxxvii. 25-27. 

WITH  David's  Lord  and  ours, 
A  covenant  once  was  made, 
Whose  bonds  are  firm  and  sure, 
Whose  glories  ne'er  shall  fade! 
Seal'd  by  the  sacred  Three-in-One, 
In  mutual  love,  ere  time  begun. 

Firm  as  the  lasting  hills, 

This  covenant  shall  endure. 

Whose  potent  shalls  and  wills 

Make  every  blessing  sure  : 
When  ruin  shakes  all  nature's  frame, 
Its  jots  and  tittles  stand  the  same. 

[Here  the  vast  seas  of  grace, 

Love,  peace,  and  mercy  flow. 

That  all  the  blood-bought  race 

Of  men  and  angels  know. 
Oh,  sacred  deep,  without  a  shore. 
Who  shall  thy  limits  e'er  explore.] 

Here,  when  thy  feet  shall  fall. 

Believer,  thou  shalt  see 

Grace  to  restore  thy  soul. 

And  pardon,  full  and  free 
6 


162  COTENANT  OF  GRACE. 

Thee,  with  delight,  shall  God  behold, 
A  chosen  sheep  in  Zion's  fold. 

5  And  when  through  death's  cold  flood    • 
Thy  God  shall  bid  thee  go, 

His  arm  shall  thee  defend. 

And  vanquish  eyery  foe : 
And  in  this  covenant  thou  shalt  view 
Sufficient  strength  to  bear  thee  through. 

n^a  L.M.  Kent. 

^"J^  The  same. 

1  /~\  f  the  mysterious  depths  of  gi-ace, 

V_/  •  Who  shall  thy  wandering  mazes  trace  ? 
Surpassing  human  thought  to  know 
Where  this  abyss  of  love  shall  flow. 

2  'Twas  hid  in  God's  eternal  breast. 
For  all  his  sons  in  Jesus  blest, 
Whose  mystic  members,  from  of  old, 
Were  in  the  book  of  life  enroll'd. 

3  [Shall  one,  as  now  in  thy  embrace. 
Before  to-morrow  fall  from  grace  ? 
Be  doom'd  to  Tophet's  endless  flame, 
Where  hope  or  mercy  never  came  ? 

4  No  !  glory  to  his  name,  we  say, 
He'll  love  to-morrow  as  to-day  ; 

No  wrath  shall  o'er  his  bosom  move 
Towards  an  object  of  his  love.] 

6  No  heights  of  guilt,  no  depths  of  sin, 
Where  his  redeem'd  have  ever  been, 
But  sovereign  grace  was  underneath, 
And  love  eternal,  strong  as  death. 

6  Come,  then,  ye  saints,  in  strains  divine, 
llehearse  the  same  in  every  line  ; 

Nor  fear  to  sing  the  charming  lay. 
You'll  sing  the  same  another  day. 

7  No  other  song  will  be  the  employ 
Of  saints,  in  worlds  of  endless  joy. 
But  loud  hosannas,  round  the  throne, 
To  the  great  sacred  Three-in-One. 

OF^J  CM. 

^^  •  The  Well-ordered  Covenant,  2  Sam. 
xxiii.  5. 

1  /^OME,  saints,  and  sing  in  sweet  accord, 
yj  Nor  let  your  sorrows  swell ; 
The  cov'nant  made  with  David's  Lord, 
Tn  all  things  ordered  well. 


COVENANT   OF   GllACE.  1G3 

2  This  cov'nant  stood  ere  time  began, 

That  God  with  men  raight  dwell ; 
Eternal  wisdom  drew  the  plan, 
In  all  things  .order'd  well. 

3  This  covenant,  0  believer,  stands, 

Thy  rising  fears  to  quell ; 
Seal'd  by  thy  Surety's  bleeding  hands, 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

4  Ere  Adam  stretch'd  his  hand  to  take 

That  fruit  b}^  which  he  fell, 
This  cov'nant  stood,  for  Jesus'  sake 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

5  Xo  sinner  once  -within  its  bound 

Shall  ever  sink  to  hell ; 
Here's  pardon,  love,  and  grace  profound. 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

6  'Twas  made  in  Jesus,  ^vith  his  bride, 

Before  the  sinner  fell ; 
'Twas  sign'd,  and  seal'd,  and  ratify'd, 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

7  When  rolling  worlds  depart  on  fire, 

And  thousands  sink  to  hell, 
This  cov'nant  shall  the  saints  admire, 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

8  In  glory,  soon,  with  Christ  their  King, 

His  saints  shall  surely  dwell ; 
And  this  blest  cov'nant  ever  sing, 
In  all  things  order'd  well. 

9x0  L.  M. 

^^^ Salvation  by  Grace,  Isaiah  xlvi.  10. 

1  /~^  HEAT  source  of  all  eternal  grace, 

\X  That  saints  shall  know,  orseraphs  trace; 
Thee  we'll  attempt  in  songs  to  praise, 
For  acts  of  grace  in  ancient  days. 

2  Long  ere  the  day  that  Adam  fell, 
The  covenant  stood  in  all  things  well ; 
Grace  had  secured  in  Jesus  then, 
Millions  untold  of  chosen  men. 

3  By  grace  their  names  were  all  enroll'd, 
As  chosen  sheep  within  its  fold  ; 

'Tis  grace  secures  their  standing  there 
In  lines  of  love  divinely  fair. 

4  By  grace  their  crimes  were  all  removed, 
When  Jesus  bled  for  those  he  loved  : 


164  COVENANT  OF  GRACE. 

Tliat  a^vful,  black,  and  fearful  score, 
Sunk  in  the  deep  to  rise  no  more. 
6  'Twas  all  of  grace,  from  first  to  last, 
The  deed  was  done,  the  pardon  past; 
Secure  in  Chiist  were  aL  its  heirs  ; 
The  curse  was  his,  the  piirdon  theirs. 

0,'XQ  L.  M.  Ncwtou. 

juOU        2'he  Bainboio  of  the  covenant. 

1  "TTTHEX  in  the  cloud,  with  colors  fair, 

W    I  see  the  ancient  bow  appear, 
Its  beauteous  form  and  lovely  rays, 
Awake  my  soul  to  love  and  praise. 

2  It  tells  me  now  how  firn  the  base. 
The  oath,  the  promise,  and  the  grace, 
Which  God  of  old,  ere  time  begun, 
To  Zion  swear,  m  Chiist  his  Son. 

3  Dejected  saint,  dismiss  thj-^  fears, 

Still  round  the  ;hrone  this  bow  appears, 
Porending  peace  a  id  mercy  free, 
And  full  salvation  now  to  thee. 

4  It  points  th}'  soul  to  Jesus  now  ; 
Vindictive  wrath  once  smote  his  brow. 
That  on  thy  gu  lt,y  soul  and  mine, 

No  storms  should  beat  of  wrath  divine. 

6  Sweet  sign,  that  God  remembers  now 
To  gui  ty  man  his  ancient  vow; 
Bat  sweeter  far  by  faith  to  &^e 
A  covenant  God,  all  love  to  thee. 

6  Here  when  thy  fears  begin  to  rise, 
And  hope  in  disappointment  dies, 
T  is  covenant  bow  thy  fears  shall  quell, 
'Twas  made  for  thee,  in  all  things  well. 

9^ A  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

^^^  Salvation  is  of  God. 

1  TT  ORD  of  creation's  wond'rous  frame, 

i  J     And  Israel's  faithful  God, 
My  song  shall  load  thy  grace  proclaim, 
And  sound  thy  fame  abroad. 

2  Salvation  came  from  thee  alone, 

Thy  glorious  gi-ace  to  praise  ; 
Plan'd  by  the  sacred  Diety, 
F;om  everlasting  days. 

3  Long  ere  the  day  that  Adam  fell. 

Or  earth  was  curs'd  for  sin. 


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COVENANT   OF  GRACE.  165 

That  cov'nant,  made  in  all  things  well, 
Grasp'd  all  thy  chosen  in. 

4  Deep  in  th'  eternal  annals  grav'd, 

Their  wortliless  names  were  found  ; 
Sav'd  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  sav'd, 
And  in  life's  bundle  bound. 

5  Thus,  till  th'  affections  of  our  God 

Krom  Jesus  shall  remove  ; 
So  long,  t"e  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Will  God  the  Father  love. 

8's.  Sonnets. 

Look  unto  me. 

1  T)Y  cov'nant — transaction,  and  blood, 
J3  Saith  Jesus,  "  M}^  people  are  mine  ; 
Their  siu-beaving  ^^ctim  I  stood. 

Yea,  for  them,  my  life  did  resign: 
The  curse  of  the  law  I  sustain'd. 

Did  them  from  all  cursings  sec  free, 
That  when  by  stern  justice  arraign'd, 

The  sinner  should  look  unto  me. 

2  When  darkness  envelops  the  mind. 

And  troubles  rush  in  as  a  floo:l, 
Protection  in  me  they  shall  find. 

And  peace,  in  my  peace-speaking  blood. 
For  wisdom  their  course  to  direct, 

As  well  as  their  danger  to  see, 
My  sheep  by  my  Father  elect, 

I'll  teach  them  to  look  unto  me. 

3  When  thirsty,  or  faint,  in  the  way. 

Or  groping  'twixt  hope  and  despair, 
To  faith  I'll  mjf  fulness  display. 

And  bid  the  poor  sinner  look  there  ; 
When  lost  in  themselves,  and  undone, 

Like  doves  to  my  wounds  they  shall  flee 
For  all  tha^  the  gospel  makes  known, 

The  sinner  shall  look  unto  me. 

4  By  crosses  I'll  scourge  them  for  si  i, 

Not  flowing  from  wrath,  but  in  love  ; 
Yet  while  they  the  furnace  are  in, 

'.he  strength  of  m}'  grace  they  shall  prove; 
And  when  at  my  footstool  at  last, 

ihey  come  with  the  suppliant  knee 
Their  sorrowful  eyes  they  shall  cast, 

And  look  for  salvation  in  me." 


166  ADOPTION. 

OaO  CM.  Sonnets. 

•^'-'^  The  change. 

1  "X/'E  ransom'd  sons  of  Adam's  race, 

I       Come  celebrate  with  me, 
The  covenant  of  eternal  grace, 
That  sets  the  guilty  free. 

2  With  legal  husks  I  once  was  fed, 

And  scorn'd  the  gospel  fare  ; 

Was  to  the  doing  cov'nant  wed, 

xVnd  sought  salvation  there. 

3  I  vainly  thought,  as  others  do, 

My  nature  free  from  sin; 
The  law's  extent  I  never  knew, 
Or  how  the  curse  came  in. 

4  But,  glory  to  eternal  gi-ace, 

That  cov'nant  order'd  well ; 
The  law  reveal'd  my  desp'rate  case, 
And  down  my  Babel  fell. 

5  Then  were  the  gospel-tidings  sweet, 

Beyond  whate'er  I  found  ; 
"Wliile,  in  the  cov'nant,  grace  replete, 
Did  o'er  my  sins  abound. 

6  Therein,  for  naked  souls,  I  saw 

A  vesture  all  di\ine, 
Where  God  himself  beholds  no  flaw, 
By  imputation  mine. 


•ADOPTION. 

0(^0  C.  M.  Hart. 

^^^" Son,  be  of  good  cheer,  thy  sins  be  foV' 
given  thee.''^ — Matt.  ix.  2. 

1  TTQW  high  a  pviv'lege  'tis  to  know 
Xl    Our  sius  are  all  forgiven  ; 

To  bear  about  this  pledge  below — 
This  special  grant  of  heaven ! 

2  To  look  on  this  when  sunk  in  fears, 

While  each  repeated  sight, 
Like  some  reviving  cordial,  cheers, 
And  makes  temptations  light ; 

3  Oh!  what  is  honor,  wealth,  or  mirth, 

To  this  well-grounded  peace  : 
How  poor  are  all  the  goods  of  earth. 
To  such  a  gift  as  this  ! 


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ADOPTION.  167 

TIlis  is  a  treasure  rich  indeed, 
Which  none  but  Christ  can  give  ; 

Of  this  the  best  of  men  have  need  ; 
This  I,  the  worst,  receive. 

C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Fardon  spoken  by  Christ.—  Matt.  ix.  2. 

1  ~]VJ~Y  Savior,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
It  I    Pi'onounce  the  words  of  peace  ! 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 

To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child. 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven  ; 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

Tlie  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

A  0  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  han:'  which  scatters  pardons  down. 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

Oan  CM.  Doddridge. 

^'-'^        Abba,  Father.— Gal.  iv.  6. 

1  QO^^EREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
lO  Allow  my  humble  claim  ; 

Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raise  its  head, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 

2  My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  softnd ! 

How  tender,  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  lieart ; 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheer'd  by  a  signal  so  divine. 

Unwavering  1  I  elieve  ; 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

Of{C\  8.  6.  8.  Cruttenden 

^^^        Adoption.— I  John  iii.  1-3. 

ET  others  boast  their  ancient  line 
In  long  succession  great: 


L' 


168  ADOPTION. 

In  the  proud  list,  let  heroefs  sliine, 
And  raonarclis  swell  the  state  , 
Descended  from  the  King  of  kings, 
Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 

2  Pronounce  me,  grac'ous  God !  thy  son. 

Own  me  an  heir  divine  ; 
I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine : 
Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rise, 
And  lose  their  lustre  in  mine  eyes. 

3  Content,  obscure,  I  pass  my  days, 

To  all  I  meet  unknown  ; 
And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise, 

And  seat  me  near  thy  throne  : 
No  name,  no  honors  here  I  crave. 
Well  pleas'd  with  those  beyond  the  grave 

4  Jesus,  my  elder  brother,  lives ; 

With  him  I  too  shall  reign  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  he  survives, 

Shall  make  the  promise  vain: 
In  him  my  title  stands  secure, 
And  >hall  while  endless  years  endure. 

5  When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 

Shall  once  again  appear. 
Thou  too,  my  soul,  shalt  shine  in  light. 

And  his  full  image  bear  : 
Enough  ! — I  wait  th'  appointed  day  ; 
Bless'd  Savior,  haste,  and  come  away. 

OCiJ  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

ZjU  I  2)rue  liberty  given  by  Christ,  John  viii.  36 

1  TTARK  !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls 
XX     To  life  and  liberty  ; 
Transported,  fall  before  his  feet 

Who  makes  the  prisoners  free. 

2  The  cruel  bonds  of  sin  he  breaks, 

And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  ; 
Smiling  he  deals  ;hose  pardons  round 
Which  free  ft-om  endless  pain. 

3  Into  the  capitve  heart  he  pours 

His  spirit  from  on  high  ; 
We  lose  the  terrors  of  the  slave. 
And  Abba,  Father  !  cry. 

4  Walk  on  at  large,  till  you  attain 

Your  Father's  house  above  ; 
There  shall  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
And  simr  immortal  love. 


ADOPTION.  169 

O^Q  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

^ueJ  Christians  one  family. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  join  with  saints  above, 
V^    ^Vho  have  obtain'd  the  prize  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  joys  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone  ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream^ 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousan^  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  iiy  : 
And  tee  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  in  our  turn  must  die. 

6  His  militant,  embodi'd  Lost, 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 

And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heav'aly  laud. 

9(^q  L.  M.  Stennett. 

jiJKJU  Christians  the  sons  of  God John  i.  12. 

1  John  iii.  1. 

1  l^OT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

_Li    Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth. 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim 

As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3  [On  them,  a  happy  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace: 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts.] 

4  AVhen,  through  temptation,  they  rebel, 
His  chast'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then,  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  soothes  the  pain  and  heals  the  smart. 


170  BEDEMPTION. 

5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above. 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

6  If  I've  the  honor,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  nnmerous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father !  too. 

7  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 

Wliilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 


EEDEMPTION. 

970  ^'^• 

■^  *  ^   Redeeming  Lone. — Isaiah  Ixiii.  9. 

1  "l^OW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
JAl    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  : 
Ye  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Savior's  face, 
As  ye  on  your  journey  move. 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
Banish  all  your  gnUty  fears  : 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome  all,  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, — 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come. 
We  shall  all  the  fulness  prove, 
Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love. 

6  He  subdued  the  infernal  powers ; 
Those  tremendous  foes  of  ours 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove  ; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

7  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string  ; 
Join,  ye  saints,  the  hosts  above  ; 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 


REDEIIPTION.  171 

071  8.  7.  4.  J.  Evans. 

■^  *  -^  Finished  Hedemption  proclaimed  on  Uw 

Cross. — John  xix.  30. 

1  TTARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Xl     Sounds  alond  from  Calvary  ! 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky! 

"Itisfinish'd!" 
Hear  the  djung  Savior  cry  ! 

2  "  It  is  finish'd  !" — 0,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ; 

Heavenly  blessings,  Avithout  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord  ! 

"It  is  finish'd!" 
Saints,  the  djdng  words  record. 

3  [Finish'd,  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ; 
Finish'd,  all  that  God  had  promised  : 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 

"Itisfinish'd!" 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw.] 

4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme : 
Saints  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

070  CM.  Watts. 

^  *  ^Redemption  by  Price  and  Power.— 3o\m 

i.  29. 

1  "TESUS,  with  all  thy  saints  above, 
fj      My  tongue  would  bear  her  part ; 
Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 

And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 
And  quench' d  his  Father's  flaming  sword 
In  his  own  vital  flood. 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains, 
And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl 
Where  hell  and  horror  reigns. 

4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceasing  praise. 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 
Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 


172  KEDEMPTION. 


273., 


6.  8.  Hart. 

Set  your  affections  on  things  above.'' ^ — 
Col.  iii.  2. 

1  /~^OME,  raise  your  thankful  voice. 
\_y    Ye  souls  rcdeem'd  Avith  blood  ; 
Leave  earth  aud  all  its  joys, 

And  triumph  in  your  God. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  esteemed, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jesus'  blood  redeein'd. 

2  Christians  are  priests  and  kings. 
All  born  of  heavenly  birth  : 
Then  think  on  nobler  things. 

And  grovel  not  on  earth.  [Dearly,  &c. 

3  With  heart,  and  soul,  aud  mind, 
Exalt  redeeming  love  : 

Leave  worldly  cares  behind. 

And  set  your  minds  above.       [Dearly,  &c. 

4  Lift  up  your  ravish'd  eyes, 
And  view  the  glory  given  : 
All  lower  things  despise, 

Ye  citizens  of  heaven.  [Dearly,  &c. 

6      Be  to  this  world  as  dead  ; 
Alive  to  that  to  come  ; 
Our  life  in  Christ  is  hid, 
Who  soon  shall  call  us  home.  [Dearly,  &c. 


274 


7's. 

A  just  God  and  a  Savior. — 1  John  ii.  1 
Iv.  10. 


^O 


THE  power  of  love  divine  ! 
Who  its  heights  and  depths  can  tell- 
Tell  Jehovah's  grand  design, 
To  redeem  our  souls  from  hell. 


2  Mystery  of  redemption  this — 
All  ray  sins  on  Christ  were  laid ; 
My  oftence  was  reckon'd  his  : 
He  the  great  atonement  made  ! 

3  Fully  I  am  justified  ; 

Free  from  sin,  and  more  than  free  : 
Guiltless,  since  for  me  he  died  ; 
Righteous,  since  he  lived  for  me. 

I  Jesus,  now  to  thee  I  bow : 
Let  thy  praise  my  tongue  employ. 
Saved  unto  the  utmost  uow„ 
Who  can  speak  my  heartfelt  joy  ! 


275 


EEDEMPTION.  ITiJ 

C.  M.  Cowper. 

TJie  fountain  opened. — Zcch.  xiii.   1 ; 
1  John  i.  7. 

1  mHEllE  is  a  fountain  fill'cl  with  blood, 

1       Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners  jilunged  beneath  that  liood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  da,y  ; 
0  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear,  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply. 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  But  when  this  lisping,  stammering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
ril  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

97  a  ii's.  c.  w. 

^  '  ^Christ  our  Sacrifice. — 2  Cor.  v.  21 ;  Lara, 
i.  12  ;  John  x.  15. 

TIE  Lord,  in  the  day  of  his  anger,  did  lay 
Our  sins  onthe  Lamb, and  he  bore  them  away. 
He  died  to  atone  for  our  sins^uot  his  own  ; 
The  Father  hath  punish'd  for  us  his  dear  Son  ! 

2 
With  joy  we  approve  the  design  of  his  love ; 
'Tis  a  wonder  below,  and  a  wonder  above  ! 
Our  Ransom,  our  Peace,  and  our  Surety  he  is : 
Come,  see  if  there  ever  were  sorrow  like  his  ! 

3 
He  came  from  above,  the  law's  curse  to  remove, 
He  lov'd,he  hath lov'dus,because  he  would  love; 
And  when  time  is  no  more,  we  still  shall  adore 
That  ocean  of  love,  without  bottom  or  shore. 

4 
Love  moved  Him  to  die  ;  and  on  this  we  rely, 
Our  Jesus  hath  loved  us,  we  cannot  tell  why  ; 
But  this  we  can  tell,  that  he  loved  us  so  well 
As  to  lay  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from  hell. 


174  BEDEMPTION. 


277 


L.  M.  Newton. 

Is  this  thy  kindness  to  thy  Friend  ? — 
2  Sara.  xvi.  17. 

1  "1300R>  Avealc,  and  worthless  thougli  I  am, 
JT    I  liave  a  rich  almighty  Friend  ; 
Jesus,  the  Savior,  is  his  name  ; 

He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransom'd  me  from  hell  with  blood, 
And  b}'  his  power  my  foes  control'd  ; 
He  found  me,  wandering  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  want  supplies, 
And  says  that  I  shall  shortly  be 
Enthron'd  with  him  above  the  skies, 
Oh  !  what  a  Friend  is  Christ  to  me. 

4  Bnt,  ah  !  my  inmost  spirit  mourns. 
And  well  my  eyes  with. tears  may  swim, 
To  think  of  my  perverse  returns  ; 

I've  been  a  faithless  friend  to  him. 

5  Often  my  gracious  Friend  I  grieve, 
Neglect,  distrust,  and  disobey, 
And  often  Satan's  lies  believe. 
Sooner  than  all  my  Friend  can  say. 

6  He  bids  me  always  freely  come. 
And  promises  wliate'er  I  ask  ; 

But  I  am  straiten'd,  cold  and  dumb. 
And  count  my  privilege  a  task. 

7  Before  the  world,  that  hates  his  cause, 

My  treach'rous  heart  has  throbb 'd  with  shame; 
Loth  to  forego  the  world's  applause, 
I  hardly  dare  avow  his  name. 

8  Sure,  were  not  I  most  vile  and  base, 
I  could  not  thus  my  Friend  requite  ! 
And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace, 
He'd  frown  and  spurn  me  from  his  sight. 

07  Q  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^  *  ^  The  wonders  of  redeeming  Love. 

1  TTQW  wondrous  are  the  works  of  God, 

il    Display 'd  through  all  tlie  world  abroad! 
Immensely  great !  immensel}'  small ! 
Yet  one  strange  work  exceeds  them  all. 

2  He  form'd  the  sun,  fair  fount  of  light ; 
The  moon  and  stars  to  rale  the  night : 
But  night,  and  stars,  and  moon,  and  sun, 
Are  little  works  compar'd  with  one. 


REDEMPTION.  175 

3  He  I'oird  the  seas,  and  spread  the  skies, 
Made  valleys  sink,  and  mountains  rise  ; 
The  meadows  cloth'd  with  native  j>;reen, 
And  bade  the  rivers  glide  between. 

4  But  what  are  seas,  or  skies,  or  liills, 
Or  verdant  vales,  or  gliding  rills, 
To  wonders  man  was  born  to  prove, 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ! 

6  'Tis  far  1  eyond  what  words  express, 
^Yhat  saints  can  feel  or  angels  guess  : 
Angels,  that  hymn  the  great  I  AM, 
Fall  down,  and  veil  before  the  Lamb. 

6  The  highest  heavens  are  short  of  this ; 
'Tis  deeper  than  the  vast  abyss  ; 
'Tis  more  than  thought  can  e're  conceive, 
Or  hope  expect,  or  faith  believe. 

OTQ  8.8.6.  Sonnets. 

■^  *  ^  The  difference  between  flesh  and  Spirit. 

1  nnHE  man  that's  only  born  of  man. 

I     Is  only  flesh,  and  only  can 

Desire  the  flesh  to  please  ; 
He  courteth  riches,  honors,  fame. 
And  follows  pleasure  as  his  game. 

And  studies  well  his  ease. 

2  Much  nobler  birth  a  few  receive, 
Of  Spirit  born,  believers  live 

With  new  and  spiritual  pow'r; 
A  seed  they  have  of  heavenly  birth, 
Which  brings  a  spiritual  service  forth, 

Delightsome  more  and  more. 

3  The  Spirit  brings  the  grace  of  pray'r, 
And  bids  a  new-born  child  go  near, 

And  Abba,  Father,  cry  ; 
Reveals  the  way  of  grace  and  truth, 
Inspire th  hope,  and  worketh  faith. 

With  peace,  and  love,  and  joy. 

4  Much  intercourse  the}'  have  with  God, 
They  hear  his  voice,  and  fear  his  rod. 

And  love  him  kindly  too  ; 
On  wings  of  strong  desire  they  fly, 
And  train'd  up  sweetly  for  the  sky, 

Their  heav'n  begins  below. 

6  Such  noble  seeds  of  spiritual  plant. 
Is  what's  bestow'd  on  every  saint, 
To  raise  him  up  to  God  ;  • 


176  BEDEMPTION. 

Such  noble  seed  sow  in  my  breast, 
And  keep,  0  Lord,  the  plant  well  drest, 
And  nurtur'd  with  thy  blood. 

OQ A  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

jlj<D\J  The  Lamb  and  his  virgin  company. 

1  f\^  Zion's  sacred  mount  I  saw 
\_J     The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain  ; 

His  church  redeem'd  from  endless  wo, 
Compos'd  his  glorious  train. 

2  This  virgin  throng,  belov'd  of  God, 

All  stood  around  him  there, 
"With  garments  wash'd  in  his  own  blood. 
Divinely  bright  and  fair. 

3  I  strove  this  blood-bought  host  to  count, 

Tims  to  my  sight  reveal'd  ; 
And  found  at  last  their  full  amount, 
'Twas  all  that  God  had  seal'd. 

4  They  sung  a  song,  for  ever  new, 

And  none  coiUd  learn  the  same. 
But  ransom'd  slaves,  and  sinners,  who 
From  tribulation  came. 

0  They  hymn'd  the  gi'eat,  the  dread,  I  AM, 

Whose  sacred  name  they  wore, 
With  endless  honors  to  the  Lamb, 
'Till  time  shall  be  no  more. 

6  Blameless  before  liis  throne  they  stand, 

They  make  a  joyful  noise  ; 
A  call'd,  a  faithful,  chosen  band ; 

And  vent  their  swelling  joys. 
OQl  CM.  Sonnets. 

jLjOI.   rpf^Q  carnal  mind  enmity  against  God. 

1  JfiniLL  God  the  Spirit's  rising  beam, 

I      Breaks  on  the  sinner's  eyes. 
He  hates  the  glorious  gospel  scheme, 
And  Jesus  will  despise. 

2  Self  is  the  god  that  he  adores, 

And  sin  his  only  food  ; 
He  seeks  no  healing  for  his  sores 
In  Jesus'  precious  blood. 

3  While  such  at  sov'reign  mercy  spurn, 

And  boast  how  good  they  are  ; 
We'll  to  the  cross  of  Jesus  turn. 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

4  Jesus,  as  thou  hast  made  us  free, 
*  We  boast  not  in  our  shame ; 


REDEMPTION.  177 

Yet  ev'ry  song  shall  tell  of  thee, 
And  speak  thy  lovely  name. 

5  Nothing  we  plead  before  our  God, 

By  nature  all  deprav'd  ; 
Yet  in  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 
We  boast  a  sinner  sav'd. 

6  Sinner,  'tis  only  in  the  Lamb, 

Jehovah  smiles  on  thee  ; 
Beneath  the  skies,  no  other  name 
Can  set  the  guilty  free. 

OQO  CM.  Soanets. 

^^^  BedeiTvption. 

1  "V^E  slaves  of  sin,  redeem'd  by  blood, 

¥       Salvation's  theme  pursue  ; 
Exalt  the  sov'reign  grace  of  God, 
For  such  were  some  of  you. 

2  From  head  to  foot  defil'd  by  sin, 

Deep  in  rebellion  too  ; 
This  awful  state  mankind  are  in, 
And  such  were  some  of  you. 

3  'Tis  all  of  sov'reign  grace,  that  ye 

Do  not  as  others  do, 
Who  seek  the  road  to  misery  ; 
For  such  were  some  of  you. 

4  Death,  in  the  error  of  his  ways, 

The  sinner  will  pursue, 
Till  God  his  roving  heart  shall  seize  ; 
And  such  were  some  of  you. 

5  Whilst  they  are  sinners,  dead  to  God, 

Ye,  highly-favor'd  few. 
Are  wash'd  from  sin,  in  Jesus'  blood; 
But  such  were  some  of  you. 

6  As  ye  are  chosen  from  the  rest. 

To  grace  the  praise  is  due  ; 

Be  sov'reign  love  for  ever  blest ; 

For  such  were  some  of  you. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  Uie  Redeemer. 

1  "pLUXG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
_I.       We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope. 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief. 


283 


178  BEDEMPTION. 

He  saw,  and  (0  amazing  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  He  spoil'd  the  powers  of  darkness  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls 
From  everlasting  pains. 

5  [In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 

His  cursed  projects  tries, 
We  that  were  doom'd  his  endless  slaves 
Are  rais'd  above  the  skies.] 

6  0  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break. 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Savior's  praises  speak. 

7  [Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

Our  souls  are  all  on  flame, 
Hosanna  round  the  spacious  earth 
Tj  thy  adored  name. 

8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told.] 


284 


L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Bedemption  by  Christ  alone. — 1  Pet.  i.  18 


NSLAV'D  by  sin,  and  bound  in  chains 
Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  sway, 
And  doom'd  to  everlasting  pains, 
We  wretched  guilty  captives  lay. 

Nor  gold  nor  gems  could  buy  our  peace  ; 
Nor  the  whole  world's  collected  store 
Suffice  to  purchase  our  release  ; 
A  thousand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

Jesus,  the  Lord,  the  mighty  God, 
An  all-sufficient  ransom  paid  : 
Invalu'd  price  !  his  precious  blood 
For  vile  rebellious  traitors  shed. 

Jesus  the  sacrifice  became 
To  rescue  guilty  souls  from  hell : 
The  spotless,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb, 
Beneath  avenging  justice  fell. 


REDEMPTION.  179 

5  Amazing  goodness  !  love  divine ! 
0  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 

The  matchless  grace  ;  nor  yield  to  sin, 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more  ! 

6  Dear  Savior,  let  thy  love  pursue 
The  glorious  work  it  has  begun  ; 
Each  secret  lurking  foe  subdue, 
And  let  our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

OQhi  L.  M.  Stennett. 

^^"J  It  is  finished.— John  xix.  30. 

1  JfTlIS  finish'd  !  so  the  Savior  cried, 

I     And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died ; 
'Tis  finish'd — ^yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victor}!'  won. 

2  'Tis  finish'd — all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfiU'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  me,  the  Savior  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore ; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain. 
And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finish'd — this  my  dying  groan, 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death 
Bj'^  this,  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finish'd — Heaven  is  reconcil'd. 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd  ; 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

6  'Tis  finish'd — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  : 

'Tis  finish'd — let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky. 

OQ^  L.  M.  Primitive. 

^^^      The  stability  of  the  Church. 

OUGHT  with  the  Savior's  precious  blood, 
Thy  church,  0  God,  has  firmly  stood; 
Built  on  the  Rock,  secure  she  stands, 
Like  some  tall  cliflf  in  distant  lands. 


'B 


"Wlien  hosts  of  foes  against  her  came. 
Regardless  of  thy  powerful  name. 
Thine  arm,  0  Lord,  salvation  wrought, 
For  them  who  thy  protection  sought. 


180  ATONEMENT. 

3  Strike  to  the  Lord  each  joyful  string, 
Awake  each  tuneful  power,  and  sing; 
Ye  saints,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Loud  let  the  pleasing  anthem  swell. 

OOY  8, 7s.  Ebenezer. 

"^^  *  ChrisVs  Merits,  Col.  i.  14, 

1  "^OTHING  but  thy  blood,  0  Jesus, 
Xl    Can  relieve  us  from  our  smart; 
Nothing  else  from  guilt  release  us, 

Nothing  else  can  melt  the  heart. 

2  Law  and  terrors  do  but  harden, 

All  the  while  they  Avork  alone  ; 
But  a  sense  of  love  and  pardon 
Soon  dissolves  a  heart  of  stone. 

3  Teach  us,  0  thou  blessed  Spirit, 

How  to  mourn,  and  not  despair ; 
May  we,  trusting  on  thy  merit, 
Wrestle  hard  with  God  in  prayer. 

4  Whatsoe'er  afflictions  seize  us. 

They  shall  profit,  if  not  please  ; 
But  defend,  defend  us  Jesus,  ^ 

From  security  and  ease. 


ATONEilENT. 

000  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 
^OOrpj^g  Wonders  of  Redemption,  Phil.  ii.  8. 

1  A  ND  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just, 
J\_  The  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 

Tliat  guilty  worms  might  rise  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
(Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown  !) 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  ! 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place. 

And  suffer 'd  in  his  stead  ; 
For  man,  (O,  miracle  of  grace  !) 
For  man  the  Savior  bled. 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 


ATONEMENT.  181 

6  Wliat  glad  return  can  I  impart 
For  favors  so  divine  ! 

0  !  lake  my  all,  this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  wholly  thine. 

OOQ  L.P.M.  J.&C.W. 

■*-'^*^  Redemption  Found,  Jer.  xxxi.  3. 

1  "VTOW  have  I  found  the  ground  wherein 
JAl    My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  remain, 
The  wounds  of  Jesus,  for  ray  sin 
Before  the  world's  foundation  slain  ; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  away. 

2  [0  grace,  thou  bottomless  abyss, 
My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  thee  ! 
Cover'd  in  thy  righteousness  ; 
From  condemnation  I  am  free  ! 

For  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  eternal  mere}',  cries.] 

3  Jesus,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me  ; 
Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest :        ' 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee  ; 

1  look  into  my  Savior's  breast ! 
Away,  sad  doubt,  and  anxious  fear, 
Mercy  and  love  are  written  there. 

4  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
Tho'  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be  gone, 
Though  joys  be  wither'd  all,  and  dead, 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn, 
Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies, — 
Redeeming  mercy  never  dies. 

5  Fix'd  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 
Though  my  heart  fail  and  flesh  decay  ; 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 
When  earth's  foundations  melt  away  ! 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove  ; 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love ! 

on  A  CM.  Berridge. 

^^^ Freedom  from  the  Law  claimed  by  tlie 

Redemption  of  Christ,  Rom.  ii.  25,  26. 

1  T\OES  conscience  lay  a  guilty  charge, 

I  /  And  Moses  much  condemn, 
And  bring  in  bills  exceeding  large  ? 
Let  Jesus  answer  them. 

2  He  paid  thy  ransom  with  his  hand, 

And  every  score  did  quit ; 


182  ATONEMENT. 

And  Moses  never  can  demand 
Two  payments  for  one  debt. 

3  Now  Justice  smiles  on  Mercy  sweet, 

And  looks  well  reconciled  ; 
Join'd  hand  in  Land,  they  go  to  meet, 
And  kiss  a  weeping  child. 

4  But  ask  the  Lord  for  his  receipt, 

To  show  the  payment  good, 
Deliver'd  from  the  mercy-seat, 
And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 

5  The  law  thy  feet  will  not  enlarge. 

Nor  give  thy  conscience  rest. 
Till  thou  canst  find  a  full  discharge 
Lock'd  up  within  thy  breast. 

G  [The  sight  of  this  will  melt  thy  heart, 
And  make  thy  eyes  run  o'er; 
A  happy,  pardon'd  child  thou  art. 
And  heaven  is  at  thy  door.] 
OQI  CM.  Cennick. 

^^  -^  Melchisedec  a  Type  of  Christ,  Ps.  ex.  4 ; 
Rev.  V.  12. 

1  rr^HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

■     We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name. 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  0  let  us  ever  hear  thy  voice  ; 

In  mercy  to  us  speak ; 
And  in  our  Priest  we  will  rejoice. 
Thou  great  Melchisedec  ! 

3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

^Miile  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name. 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  "\Mien  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud. 

With  all  thy  favor'd  throng, 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 

OQO  P.M.  Sonnets. 

Z^OLi  Christ  died  for  us. 

"OIN  ev'ry  tongue  to  sing 
The  mercies  of  the  Lord ; 
The  love  of  Christ  our  King, 
Let  ev'ry  heart  record  ; 
He  sav'd  us  from  the  wrath  of  God, 
And  paid  our  ransom  with  his  blood. 


J' 


293, 


ATONEMENT.  183 

Wliat  -wondrous  grace  was  this  ! 

We  sin'd,  and  Jesns  died  ; 
He  wrought  the  righteousness, 
And  we  were  justified. 
We  ran  the  score  to  lengths  extreme, 
And  all  the  debt  was  charged  on  him. 

Hell  was  our  just  desert, 

And  he  that  hell  endur'd  ; 
Guilt  broke  his  guiltless  heart 
With  wrath  that  we  incurr'd. 
We  bruis'd  his  body,  spilt  his  blood, 
And  both  became  our  heav'nly  food. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

'GhrisVs  Obedience  and  Death;  or,  God 
glorified  and  sinners  saved. 

1  TT^ATHER,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Jj    I  bless  my  Savior's  name  ; 

He  brought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high. 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
FulfiU'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke 
And  finish'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs 

Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound, 
Than  "goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see. 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  blest. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raise, 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky. 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 

9Q4  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

■^^^  Brazen  Serpent,  Num.  xxi,  8,  9. 

1  "TXTHEN"  Israel's  grieving  tribes  complain'd, 

W    With  fiery  serpents  greatly  pain'd, 
A  serpent  straight  the  prophet  made 
Of  molten  brass,  to  view  clisplay'd. 

2  Around  the  fainting  crowds  attend. 

To  heaven  tlieh*  mournful  sighs  ascend  ; 
They  hope,  they  look,  while  from  the  pole 
Descends  a  power  that  makes  them  whole. 


184  ATONEMENT. 

3  But,  oh !  what  healing  to  the  heart 
Doth  our  Redeemer's  cross  impart ! 
"\\Tiat  life,  by  faith,  our  souls  receive 
^\1lat  pleasures  do  his  sorrows  give ! 

4  Still  may  I  view  the  Savior's  cross, 
And  other  objects  count  but  loss  ; 
Here  shall  be  tix'd  my  feasted  eyes, 
Enraptur'd  with  his  sacrifice  ! 

5  Jesus,  the  Savior  !  balmy  name  ! 

Thy  worth  my  tongue  would  now  proclaim  ; 
By  thy  atonement  set  me  free  ! 
My  life,  my  hope,  is  all  from  thee. 

OQ^  L.M.  Stennett 

Aiuo  Acceptance  through  Christ  alone, 
Johnxiv.  6. 

1  TTOW  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear, 
XX  Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar  ! 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  the  eternal  Mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  the  most  costly  sacrifice, 

Not  infant  blood,  profusely  spilt, 
Will  expiate  a  sinner's  g\iilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  thine  alone. 
Hath  sovereign  virtue  to  atone  ; 
Here  we  will  rest  our  onjy  plea, 
WJien  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee. 

9Q^  CM.  Primitive. 

^  ^ '-'        The  Atonement  of  Christ. 

1  X^  vain  Ave  seek  for  peace  with  God, 
X  By  methods  of  our  own ; 

Jesus,  there's  nothing  but  thy  blood. 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  The  threat'nings  of  thy  broken  law 

Impress  the  soul  with  dread  ; 
If  God  the  sword  of  justice  draw, 
It  strikes  the  spirit  dead. 

3  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 

Hath  answered  these  demands  ; 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Came  down  from  Jesus'  hands. 

4  Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, 

The  altar  and  the  Lamb  ; 
And  prophets  in  their  vision  see 
Salvation  through  his  name. 


JUSTIFICATION.  185 

6  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord, 
'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest ; 
For  ever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  for  ever  blest. 

90  7  L.  M.  Ebenezer. 

^^  *    Source  of  the  Christianas  Peace, 
Micah  v.  5. 

1  X^EACE,  by  his  cross,  hath  Jesus  made, 

■      The  Church's  everlasting  Head  ; 
O'er  hell  and  sin  hath  victory  won. 
And  Avith  a  shout  to  glory  gone. 

2  Then  why,  dejected  saint,  dost  thou 
Thy  sorrows  nurse,  thy  head  thus  bow? 
Eternal  truth  declares  to  thee 

This  glorious  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 

3  When  o'er  thy  head  the  billows  roll, 
And  shades  of  sin  obscure  thy  soul ; 
When  thou  can'st  no  deliverance  see, 
Yet  still  this  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 

4  In  tribulation's  thorny  maze. 

Or  on  the  mount  of  sovereign  grace. 
Or  in  the  fire,  or  through  the  sea, 
This  glorious  Man  thy  peace  shall  be. 

5  Yea,  when  thine  eye  of  faith  is  dim, 
Rest  thou  on  Jesus,  sink  or  swim. 
And  at  his  footstool  bow  thy  knee. 
For  Israel's  God  thy  peace  shall  be. 


298 


JUSTIFICATION. 

L.  M.  Toplady. 


"  It  is  finished,^  ^  John  xix.  30. 

TIS  finished  !  the  Messiah  dies  ! 
Cut  off"  for  sins,  but  not  his  own  ; 
Accomplish'd  is  the  sacrifice  ; 
The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 

Finish'd  our  vile  transgression  is, 
And  purged  the  guilt  of  all  our  sin  ; 
And  everlasting  righteousness 
Is  brought,  for  all  his  people,  in. 

'Tis  finish'd,  all  my  guilt  and  pain  ; 
I  want  no  sacrifice  beside  : 
For  me,  for  me,  the  Lamb  was  slain. 
And  I'm  for  ever  justified. 


186  JUSTIFICATION. 

4  Sin,  death,  and  hell  are  now  subdued ; 
All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given  ; 
And  lo  !  I  plead  the  atoning  blood, 
For  i^ardon,  holiness,  and  heaven. 

OQQ  LM.  J.&C.  W. 

^^^  The  Imputed  Righteousness  of  Christ, 
Isa.  Ixi.  10. 

1  XESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
tJ  My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  tliese  array'd, 
With  joy  shall  Ilift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies. 
E'en  this  shall  then  be  all  my  plea, 
*'  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who,  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay, 
While  through  thy  blood  absolved  I  am. 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame  ? 

4  [Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Savior  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim — 
Sinners  of  whom  the  chief  I  am.] 

6  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears. 
When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  3' ears  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  gloi'ious  hue  ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  0  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice  ; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 

OAA  8.  3.  Hart. 

*J^yj  ChrisVs  Righteousness,  Mark  xvi.  IG. 

1  T>  IGHTEOUSNESS  to  the  believer, 
Jt\;    Freely  given,  comes  from  heaven, 

God  himself  the  giver. 

2  Christ  has  wrought  this  mighty  wonder ; 

God  and  man,  by  him,  can 
Meet,  and  never  sunder. 

3  All  the  law  in  human  nature 

He  fulfiU'd  ;  reconciled 
Creature  and  Creator. 

4  Every  one,  without  exemption, 

That  believes,  now  receives 
Absolute  redemption. 


JUSTIFICATION.  li^* 

6  [Robes  of  righteousness  imputed, 

White  and  whole,  clothe  the  soul, 
Each  exactly  suited.] 

6  'Tis  a  Avay  of  God's  own  finding ; 

'Tis  his  act,  and  the  pact 
Cannot  but  be  binding. 

7  Here  is  no  prevarication  ; 

Justice  stands,  and  demands 
Full  and  free  salvation. 

0  AT  L.  M.  Hart. 
fJ\J  La  jg  ^gi  ij^ig  ^  trand  plucked  out  of  the 

fire  ?"  Zech.  iii.  2. 

1  fTlHUS  saith  the  Lord  to  those  who  stand, 

i     And  wait  to  hear  his  great  command, 
"  1  have  a  sinner  to  renew, 
And,  lo  !  this  charge  I  give  to  you. 

2  "  Pull  his  polluted  garments  off;" 
Here,  soul,  here's  raiment  rich  enough  ; 
Clothe  thee  with  righteousness  divine- 
Nut  creature's  righteousness,  but  mine. 

3  "  Satan  avaunt ;  stand  off,  ye  foes  ; 
In  vain  ye  rail,  in  vain  oppose  ; 

Your  cancell'd  claim  no  more  obtrude  : 
He's  mine — I  bought  him  with  my  blood. 

4  Sinner,  thou  stand'st  in  me  complete  ; 
Though  they  accuse  thee,  I  acquit ; 

I  bore  for  thee  the  avenging  ire, 

And  pluck'd  theevburning  from  the  fire." 

qA9  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  Justification  by  Faith,  notby  Works, 
Rom",  iii.  19-22. 

1  "TTAIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 

V    On  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 

AVithout  a  murmuring  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now. 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn. 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jesus,  how^  glorious  is  thy  grace  ! 

When  in  tliy  name  we  trust, 


188  JUSTIFICATION. 

Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 
That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

OAQ  L.M.  Kent. 

Ol./Oi<  j^j^g  lohole  need  not  a  physician,''^ 
Mark  ii.  17. 

1  ^TtrHO,  but  the  soul  that's  led  to  know 

VV    How  just  and  holy  is  the  law, 
Will  to  the  cross  of  Christ  repair, 
And  seek  salvation  only  there  ? 

2  [Jesus,  my  soul's  compell'd  to  flee 
From  all  its  wrath  and  curse  to  thee  ; 
Though  oft,  thro'  pride,  my  stubborn  will 
To  Sinai  feels  a  cleaving  still.] 

3  Sinner,  if  thou  art  taught  to  see 
How  great  thy  guilt  and  misery, 
In  every  thought  and  act  impure, 
The  blood  of  Christ  thy  soul  can  cure. 

4  Daily  to  feel  thyself  undone. 

Will  make  thee  haste  to  Cln*ist  the  Son, 

And  on  thy  knees  for  pardon  sue, 

And  praise,  and  bless,  and  love  him  too. 

5  [To  feel  thy  shame  and  nakedness, 
Will  make  thee  love  that  glorious  dress 
That  sets  from  condemnation  free, 
And  from  the  curse  delivers  thee. 

6  Without  a  seam  this  garment's  wove, 
Bequeath'd  in  everlasting  love  ; 

Ere  time  began,  design'd  to  be 
A  royal  robe  to  cover  thee.] 

7  We  seek  no  other  blood  or  name, 

To  cleanse  our  guilt,  and  hide  our  shame, 
But  that  wrought  out  by  Christ  the  Son, 
Which  God  imputes,  and  faith  puts  on. 

qr)/l  S.M.  Berridge. 

OU-±i<  jj^,  ijifj^i  giorieth,  let  him  glory  in  the 

Lord,''  1  Cor.  1.  31 ;  Prov.  xxv.  27. 

1  rilHE  sons  of  earth  delight 

■     To  spread  their  fame  abroad, 
To  glory  in  their  worth  and  might ; 
But  such  are  not  of  God. 

2  The  heavenly  word  declares— 
And  faitliful  is  the  word — 

That  Israel's  seed,  the  royal  heirs, 
Shall  glory  in  the  Lord. 


JUSTIFICATION.  189 

3  In  Jesns  they  shall  trust ; 
From  tirst  to  last,  each  one, 

Tlirough  Jesus,  shall  be  counted  just, 
And  boast  in  him  alone. 

4  Amen  !  the  word  is  good  ; 
My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 

I  have  redemptitbn  through  his  blood, 
And  I  will  shout  his  fame. 
OA;^  CM.  Newton. 

^^^ Boldness  and  Access  to  God  iih  Christ, 
Heb.  X.  19. 

1  r^  EEAT  God !  from  thee  there's  nought 
VX        conceal'd, 

Thou  seest  my  inward  frame  ; 
To  thee  I  always  stand  reveal'd. 
Exactly  as  I  am  ! 

2  Since  I  can  hardly,  therefore,  bear 

What  in  myself  I  see  ; 
How  vile  and  black  must  I  appear, 
Most  holy  God,  to  thee  ! 

3  But  since  my  Savior  stands  between, 

In  garments  dyed  in  blood  ; 
'Tis  he,  instead  of  me,  is  seen. 
When  I  approach  to  God. 

4  Thus,  though  a  sinner,  I  am  safe, 

He  pleads,  before  the  throne, 
His  life  and  death  in  my  behalf, 
And  calls  my  sins  his  own. 

5  W]i3it  wondrous  love,  what  mysteries, 

In  this  appointment  shine  ; 
My  breaches  of  the  law  are  his, 

And  his  obedience  mine. 
Q()a  L-M.  Hart. 

^yj^QjirisVs  Besurrection,  Luke  xxiv.  4-7. 

1  TTPRISING  from  the  darksome  tomb, 

l_j    See  the  victorious  Jesus  come  ; 
The  Almighty  Prisoner  quits  the  prison. 
And  angels  tell.  The  Lord  is  risen. 

2  Ye  guilty  souls,  that  groan  and  grieve, 
Hear  the  glad  tidings ;  hear  and  live  ! 
God's  righteous  law  is  satisfied, 

And  justice  now  is  on  your  side. 

3  Your  Surety,  thus  released  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ransom  of  his  blood. 
No  new  demands,  no  bar  remains. 
But  mercy  now  triumi^hant  reigns. 


190  JUSTIFICATION. 

4  Believers,  hail  your  risen  Head, 
The  first- be  gotten  from  the  dead  : 
Your  resurrection's  sure,  through  his, 
To  endless  life  and  boundless  bliss ! 

OAT  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

"^  •  The  Wedding  Garment. 

1  A     POTENT  monarch,  'tis  declar'd, 
XJl.  Of  old,  a  marriage  feast  prejiared, 
To  celebrate,  with  pomp  unknown, 
The  marriage  nuptials  of  his  son. 

2  In  robes  prepar'd,  conven'd  the  guests. 
But  there  was  one  among  the  rest, 
Who  to  this  royal  wedding  came, 
Expos'd  to  everlasting  shame. 

3  The  Prince,  with  terror  on  his  brow, 
Address'dhim,  '  Friend,  whence  camestthou? 
Thy  robes  are  not  what  I  prepare. 

Nor  like  the  guests  assembled  here.' 

4  The  man  was  speechless  while  he  spoke, 
Within  his  breast  his  crimes  awoke  ; 
His  vain  delusive  joys  were  gone, 

For  he  had  not  this  garment  on. 

5  Sinner,  without  this  garment  on. 
Thy  hopes  of  heaven  will  fade  anon  ; 
The  marriage  supper  none  shall  grace. 
Without  this  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Yet  when  the  Lamb  shall  celebrate 
His  nuptial  joys  in  royal  state. 

His  spotless  bride  shall  then  be  seen. 
All  fair  without  and  fair  within. 

7  Great  God !  in  that  divine  array 
May  I  be  found  another  day  ; 
Around  the  throne  with  joy  appear, 
With  all  the  blood-wash'd  myriads  there. 

Q()Q  C.M.  Sonnets. 

^  ^  ^  The  Law  Magnified. 

1  /^UR  Savior  magnified  the  law, 
\_/  And  conquer'd  hell  and  sin  ; 
And  rigliteousness,  Avithout  a  flaw, 

Brought  once,  for  ever,  in. 

2  Insolvents,  clad  in  this  array, 

Fear  not  Mount  Sinai's  din ; 
'Twill  stand  when  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
'Twas  brought  by  Jesus  in. 


JUSTIFICATION.  191 

3  This  change  of  raiment  ye  possess, 

Is  linen  white  and  clean  ; 
'Tis  called  '  Jehovah's  righteousness ;' 
'Twas  brought  by  Jesus  in. 

4  Zion  shall  make  her  boast  of  this, 

And  life  eternal  win ; 
'Tis  everlasting  righteousness, 
'Twas  brought  by  Jesus  in. 

5  This  royal  robe,  this  wedding  dress, 

Shall  cancel  all  her  sin 
Of  crimes,  the  greater  and  the  less  ; 
'Twas  brought  by  Jesus  in. 

6  This  only  robe  shall  God  approve, 

To  hide  thy  stains  of  sin  ; 
'Twas  wove  by  everlasting  love, 
And  brought  by  Jesus  in. 
q  AQ  L.  M.  Kent. 

^^ ^  Justification  by  the  imputed  Righteous- 
ness of  Christ. 

1  "I3EF0KE  the  cov'nant  angel's  face, 

I  >  See  Joshua  stands  in  vile  array. 
Deep  run  in  debt,  a  dreadful  case  ! 
Unable  one  small  mite  to  paj'. 

2  Weigh'd  in  the  balance,  found  too  light, 

He  hides  his  face,  nor  dares  reply  ; 
Justice  uplifts  her  sword  to  smite — 
But  must  the  trembling  sinner  die  ? 

3  Hear  Jesus  speak,  while  trom  his  eyes 

Immortal  love  and  pity  beam  ; 
Take  from' him  all  his  filthy  guise. 
And  place  my  spotless  robe  on  him. 

4  Now,  Justice,  view  the  law-curs'd  wretch, 

If  aught  deficient  thou  can'st  see, 
But  let  thy  hand  forbear  to  touch- 
That  sinner's  justified  by  me. 

5  For  him  I  bore  the  dreadful  smart 

Of  hell's  more  dire  eternal  pain ; 
Let  this  suffice,  or  through  my  hf.irt 
Thrust  thy  dread  weapon  once  again. 

6  Go,  then,  and  to  the  law's  demands. 

Plead  what  thy  sufTring  Lord  has  done  ; 
Weep  o\'V  thy  sins  thatpierc'd  his  hands 
And  trust  in  his  fi'ee  grace  alone. 


192  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

OT  A  8.6. 8.  Hart. 

OJ-U  <<  y;^^  Lord  our  Eighteousness,^^ 
Jer.  xxiii.  G. 


^J 


EHOYAH  is  my  righteousness  ; 
In  liira  alone  I  boast ; 
Jehovaliis  my  righteousness, 
Who  seeks  and  saves  the  lost. 


2  When  sunk  in  fears,  with  anguish  press'd, 

Bow'd  down  with  weighty  woe  ; 
"  Jehovah  is  my  righteousness. 
From  him  my  comforts  flow. 

3  I'll  lay  me  down,  and  sweetly  sleep, 

For  I  have  peace  with  God  ; 
And  when  I  wake  he  shall  me  keep, 
Through  faith  in  Jesus'  blood. 

4  Ten  thousand  and  ten  thousand  foes 

Shall  not  my  soul  destroy ; 
My  God  their  counsel  overthrows. 
And  turns  my  grief  to  joy. 
OT  -|  CM.  Watts. 

*-'-*--'-  The  Robe  of  righteousness  and  Garments 
of  Salvation,  Isa.  Ixi.  10. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 
jfjL  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 

In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poor,  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found. 
He  took  the  robe  the  Savior  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  [How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ; 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine; 
How  white  the  garments  are. 

6  [The  Sjjirit  Avronght  my  faith,  and  love, 
And  hope,  and  every  grace; 
But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 


BIGHTEOUSNESS.  193 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd 
By  the  great  sacred  Three  ; 
lu  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 

019  S.  M.  Watts. 

^-^■^Salcation,  Righteousness,  and Strenglh  in 

Christ,  Isa.  xlv.  21-2.5. 

1  rnUE  Lord  on  liigli  proclaims 

i     His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
"  Mercy  and  Justice  are  the  names 
By  which  I  will  be  known. 

2  "Ye  dying  souls,  that  sit 
In  darkness  and  distress. 

Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
To  my  recovering  grace." 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound ; 
Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own, 

"  Our  righteousness  and  strength  are  founa 
In  thee,  the  Lord,  alone." 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust. 
And  see  their  guilt  forgiven ; 

God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 
And  take  the  saints  to  heaven. 
«>1  O  CM.  Doddridge. 

*^-*-'^  Our  Righteousness,  Jer.  xxiii.  6. 

1  CJ A VIOR  divine  !  we  know  thy  name 
O  And  in  that  name  we  trust ; 
Tliou  art  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 

Thou  art  thine  Israel's  boast. 

2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 

And  low  in  dust  we  lie. 
Till  Jesus  stretch  his  gracious  arm 
To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 

3  The  sins  of  one  most  righteous  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  despair  ; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  great  Surety  clear. 

4  That  spotless  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought 

Shall  deck  us  all  around; 
Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
One  blemish  shall  be  found. 

6  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  living  hope, 
To  sinners  now  are  given  ; 
Israel  and  Judah  soon  shall  change 
Their  wilderness  for  heaven. 

7 


194  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

q-|  A  L.  M.  Berridge. 

*-'-'-^The  carnal  mind  isenmity  againsl  God; 

for  it  is  not  subject  to  the  Law  of  God, 

Rora.  viii.  7. 

1  TMPUTED  ri.sjhteousness  is  strange, 

I    Nor  will  with  liuman  fancies  range  ; 
We  guess  the  Inrking  motive  well, 
And  Paul  the  hateful  truth  shall  tell. 

2  The  lofty  heart  can  not  submit 
To  cast  itself  at  Jesus'  feet; 

It  scorns  in  borrow'd  robes  to  shine, 
Though  wrought  in  righteousness  divine. 

3  Proud  nature  cries  with  loathing  eyes, 
"  This  imputation  I  despise  ;" 

And  from  it  she  will  pertly  start, 

Till  grace  has  broken  down  her  heart. 

4  0  give  me,  Lord,  thy  righteousness, 
To  be  my  peace  and  wedding  dress; 
My  wounds  it  heals,  my  shame  it  hides, 
And  makes  me  dutiful  besides. 

qi  n  CM.  Cowper. 

^^^  Jehovah   Tsidkenu ;    or,  the  Lord  our 

liighteousness,  Jer.  xxiii.  6. 

1  T^/fY  God,  how  perfect  are  thy  ways  ! 
IVI    But  mine  polluted  are  ; 

>Sin  twines  itself  about  my  praise, 
And  slides  into  my  prayer. 

2  When  I  would  speak  what  thou  hast  done 

To  save  me  from  my  sin, 
I  cannot  make  thy  mercies  known, 
But  self-applause  creeps  in. 

3  Divine  desire,  that  holy  flame 

Thy  grace  creates  in  me, 
Alas!  impatience  is  its  name, 

When  it  returns  to  thee. 
This  heart  a  fountain  of  vile  thoughts, 

How  does  it  overflow  ! 
"Wliile  self  upon  the  sm'face  floats. 

Still  bubbling  from  below. 

6  Let  others  in  the  gaudy  dress. 
Of  fancied  merit  shine. 
The  Lord  shall  be  my  righteousness, 
The  Lord  for  ever  mine. 


CUAUACTKK  AND  OFFICES  OF  CHRIST.        I'JJ 


CHARACTER  AND  OFFICES  OF  CHRIST. 

Ol  o  C.  M.  Medley. 

tJLyJj^ll  my  springs  are  in  thee,  Ps.  Ixxxvii.  7. 

1  'VTOW,  dearest  Lord,  to  praise  thy  uanie, 
_L  1    Let  all  our  powers  agree ; 

Worthy  art  thou  of  endless  fame  ; 
Our  springs  are  all  iu  thee. 

2  Here  iu  thy  love  will  we  rejoice  • 

All  sovereign,  rich,  and  free  ; 
Singing,  we  hope  with  heart  and  voice, 
Our  springs  are  all  iu  thee. 

3  To  whom,  dear  Jesus,  0,  to  whom 

Shall  needy  sinners  flee, 
But  to  thyself,  who  bidst  us  come? 
Our  springs  are  all  iu  thee. 

4  Some  tempted,  weak,  and  trembling  saint 

Before  thee  now  may  be  ; 
Let  not  his  hopes  or  wishes  faint ; 
His  springs  are  all  in  thee. 

5  The  poor  supply,  the  wounded  heal, 

Let  sinners,  such  as  we, 
Salvation's  blessings  taste  and  feel ; 
Our  springs  are  all  in  thee. 

6  When  we  arrive  at  Zion's  hill, 

And  all  thy  glory  see. 
Our  joyful  songs  shall  echo  still, 
Our  springs  are  all  in  thee. 

QT  J  C.  M.  Newton. 

^-^  *  "lam  the  Resurrection  and  the  Life.''' — 

John  xi.  25. 

1  ^^T  AM,"  saith  Christ,  your  glorious  Head, 

I      (May  we  attention  give,) 
"  The  Resurrection  of  the  dead, 
The  Life  of  all  that  live. 

2  "  By  faith  in  me  the  soul  receives 

New  life,  though  dead  before  ; 
And  he  that  in  my  name  believes, 
Shall  live  to  die  no  more. 

3  "The  sinner  sleeping  in  his  gi'ave 

Shall  at  my  voice  awake  ; 
And  when  I  once  begin  to  save. 
My  work  I'll  ne'er  forsake." 


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196  CHARACTER  AND 

4  Fulfil  thy  promise,  gi-acious  Lord, 

On  us  assembled  liere  ; 
Put  forth  thy  Spirit  with  the  Word, 
And  cause  the  dead  to  hear. 

5  [Preserve  the  power  of  faith  alive 

In  those  who  love  thy  name  ; 
For  sin  and  Satan  daily  strive 
To  quench  the  sacred  flame. 

G  Thy  poAver  and  mercy  first  prevail'd 
From  death  to  set  us  free, 
And  often  since  our  life  had  fail'd, 
Had  it  not  been  in  thee.] 

7  To  thee  we  look,  to  thee  we  bow ; 
To  thee  for  help  we  call  ; 
Our  Life  and  Resurrection  thou — 
Our  Hope,  our  Joy,  our  All. 

L.  M.  Sonnets. 

Lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  tlian  I. 

1  "TTTHEX  o'erwhelm'd  with  doubts  and  fear, 

W    Great  God,  do  thou  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
Let  not  mine  eyes  with  tears  be  fed, 
But  to  the  Rock  of  ages  led. 

2  When  storms  of  sin  and  sorrow  beat, 
Lead  me  to  this  divine  retreat; 

Thy  perfect  righteousne^^^<  and  blood, 
My  Rock,  my  Fortress,  and  my  God. 

3  When  guilt  lies  heavy  on  my  soul, 
And  waves  of  fierce  temptation  roll, 
ril  to  the  Rock  for  shelter  flee, 
And  take  my  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  When  sick,  or  faint,  or  sore  dismay'd. 
Then  let  my  hopes  on  thee  be  stay'd  ; 
Thy  summit  rising  to  the  skies. 

Shall  shield  my  head  when  dangers  rise. 

5  Shelter'd  by  thine  omnipotence. 

What  potent  arm  shall  pluck  me  thence  1 
On  ev'ry  side  I'm  guarded  well. 
With  love  and  grace  immutable. 

6  High  as  ray  sin,  yea,  higher  too 
Tliis  everlasting  Rock  I  view  ; 
Replete  with  free,  eternal  grace. 
Made  from  of  old  my  dwelling-place. 

7  "WHien  call'd  the  vale  of  Death  to  tread, 
Then  to  Ms  Rock  may  I  be  led ; 


OFFICES   OF  CHRIST.  197 

Nor  fear  to  cross  that  gloomy  sea, 
Since  tliou  hast  tasted  death  for  me. 

q-|  Q  L.M.  Sonnets. 

^^^  The  sheep  of  Christ. 

1  rpHE  Savior  calls  his  people  sheep, 

I    And  bids  them  on  his  love  rely  ; 
For  he  alone  their  souls  can  keep, 
And  he  alone  their  wants  supply. 

2  The  bull  can  fight,  the  hare  can  flee. 

The  ant,  in  summer,  food  prepare  ; 

.  But  helpless  sheep,  and  such  are  we. 

Depend  upon  the  Shepherd's  care. 

3  Jehovah  is  our  Shepherd's  name, 

Then  what  have  we,  though  weak,  to  fear? 
Our  sin  and  folly  we  proclaim, 
K  we  despond  while  he  is  near. 

4  AVhen  Satan  threatens  to  devour  ; 

When  troubles  press  on  every  side  : 
Tliink  of  our  Shepherd's  care  and  pow'r, 
He  can  defend,  he  will  provide. 

5  See  the  rich  pastures  of  his  grace. 

Where,  in  full  streams,  salvation  flows  ! 
There  he  appoints  our  resting  place, 
And  we  may  feed,  secure  from  foes. 

6  There,  'midst  the  flock,  the  Shepherd  dwells, 

The  sheep  around  in  safety  lie  ; 
The  wolf,  in  vain,  with  malice  swells, 
For  he  protects  them  with  his  eye. 

7  Dear  Lord,  if  I  am  one  of  thine, 

From  anxious  thoughts  I  would  be  free 
To  trust,  and  love,  and  praise,  is  mine 
The  care  of  all  belongs  to  thee. 

09  A  L.  M.  Beddome. 

^-^^ Bright  and  morning  Star. — Rev.  xxii.  16. 

1  '^T'E  worlds  of  light  that  roll  so  near 

1      The  Savior's  throne  of  shining  bliss, 
O  tell  liow  mean  your  glories  are, — 
How  faint  and  few,  compar'd  with  his  ! 

2  We  sing  the  bright  and  morning  Star, 
Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love  : 
See,  how  its  rays,  diffus'd  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above  ! 

3  Its  cheering  beams  spread  wide  abroad, — 
Point  out  the  puzzl'd  Christian's  way ; 


198  CHARACTER  AND 

Still,  as  he  goes,  lie  finds  the  road 
Enlighteiixl  with  a  constant  day. 

4  [Thus  when  the  Eastern  magi  brought 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  star  appears  ; 
I'irects  them  to  the  babe  they  sought, 

And  guides  their  steps  and  calms  their  fears.] 

5  When  shall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place 
Where  this  bright  Star  shall  brightest  shine  ? 
Leave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  lustre  so  divine  ? 

09-1  C.  M.  Stennett. 

^'^-^  Chief  among  ten  thousand  ;    or,  the  ex- 
cellencies of  Christ. — Cant.  v.  10-16. 

1  rno  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue 
_L     Its  noblest  tribute  bring  : 
Wlien  he's  the  subject  of  the  song, 

Who  can  refuse  to  sing  ? 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

And  on  his  glories  dwell; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

3  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 

L^pon  his  awful  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd. 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  : 
Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

6  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

6  [His  hand  a  thousand  blessings  i)ours 

L^pon  my  guilty  head  ; 
His  presence  gilds  my  darkest  hours, 
And  guards  my  sleeping  bed. 

7  To  him  lowe  my  life,  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave.] 

8  To  heav'n,  the  place  of  his  abode. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 


OFFICES  OP  CHRIST.  199 

9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine  ! 

Q99  L.  M.  _    Doddridge. 

o^-j  Corner-stone. — 1  Pet.  ii.  6  ;  Isa.  xxviii.  10. 

1  TT  ORD,  dost  thou  shoiiV  a  Corner-Stone 
_Li  For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 
TJiat  the  fair  edifice  may  rise 
Sublime  in  light  be^'ond  the  skies? 

2  We  own  the  work  of  sovereign  love  ; 
Nor  death  nor  hell  the  hopes  shall  move, 
Which  tix'd  on  this  foundation  stand. 
Laid  by  thy  own  almighty  hand. 

3  Thy  people  long  this  stone  have  tried, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  defied  ; 
Floods  of  temptation  beat  in  vain, 
Well  doth  this  rock  the  house  sustain. 

4  When  storms  of  wrath  around  prevail, 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  lire  and  hail, 
'Tis  here  our  trembling  souls  shall  hide, 
And  here  securely  they  abide  : 

6  While  such  as  scorn  this  precious  stone, 
Fond  of  some  quicksand  of  their  own. 
Borne  down  by  weighty  vengeance  die. 
And  buried  deep  in  ruin  lie. 

090  C.  M.  Watts. 

O— /O    Besire  of  all  Nations. — Hag.  ii.  7. 

1  XNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 

I      Thou  lovely  Prince  of  Grace  ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never-fading  rays. 

2  Sinners,  from  earth's  remotest  end. 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  ascend,   ■ 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

I  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed. 
Delights  the  church  around  : 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread 
Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 
On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bl'ss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 


200  CHARACTER  AND 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy; 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Through  all  eternity. 

QO4.  8.  7.  Madan. 

^^^  Consolation  of  Israel. — Luke  ii.  25. 

1  /~^OME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus  ! 
V^'  Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art ; 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, — 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver  ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever. 

Now  thj'  gracious  kingdom  bring  : 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

09^  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

^^  ^ ^0 rerunner  and  Fo undation  of  our  Hope. 

Heb.  vi.  19,  20. 

1  XESUS,  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore  ! 
fj    A  painful  sufferer  now  no  more. 
High  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns  ^ 
O'er  earth  and  heaven's  extensive  plains. 

2  His  race  for  ever  is  complete  ; 
For  ever  undisturb'd  his  seat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him  fly. 
And  sing  his  well-gain'd  victory. 

3  Yet  midst  the  honors  of  his  throne, 
He  joys  not  for  himself  alone  ! 

His  meanest  servants  share  their  part, 
Share  in  that  royal  tender  heart. 

4  Raise,  raise,  my  soul,  thy  raptur'd  sight, 
With  sacred  wonder  and  delight; 
Jesus,  thy  own  forerunner,  see 
Enter'd  beyond  the  veil  for  thee. 

5  Loud  let  the  howling  tempest  yell. 
And  foaming  waves  to  mountains  swell ; 
No  shipwreck  can  my  vessel  fear, 
Since  hope  hath  fix'd  its  anchor  here. 


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OFFICES   OF   CHRIST.  201 

C.  M.  Doddridge 

Head  of  tJi£  Church. — Eph.  iv.  15,  IG. 

1  TTESUS,  I  sing  thy  -wondrous  grace 
tJ      That  calls  a  worm  th}'  own  ; 
Gives  me  among  thy  saints  a  place 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee,  our  vital  Head, 

We  act,  and  grow,  and  thrive; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead 
^V^leu  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 

Here  join  in  sweet  accord  : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love. 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 

4  Oh,  may  my  faith  each  hour  derive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight ; 
While  death  and  hell  in  vain  shall  strive 
This  bond  to  disunite. 

5  Thou  the  whole  body  will  present 

Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Nor  shall  a  wrinkle  or  a  spot 
Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 

Q97                         L.  M.  Beddome. 

^'-' »  Gift  of  God John  iii.  16  ;  2  Cor.  ix.  15. 

1  XESUS,  ray  love,  my  chief  delight, 
fj      For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray, 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
Amid  the  business  of  the  day. 

2  AVlien  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face — 
That  face  which  I  have  often  seen  ? 
Arise,  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  Gift  of  God 
To  sinners  weary  and  distrest ; 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestow'd. 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

4  Could  I  but  say  this  Gift  is  mine, 

I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
No  more  at  poverty  repine. 
Nor  envy  the  rich  sinner's  state. 

5  The  precious  jewel  I  would  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 
At  home,  abroad,  awake,  asleep. 

It  never  should  from  thence  depart ! 


202  CHARACTER  A2iD 

or>o  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

^'^^  Jesus— precious  to  them  that  believe — 
1  Pet.  ii.  7. 

1  XESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
fj      'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul ! 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 
Nor  to  ray  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  for  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  for  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  lab 'ring  breath  ; 
And,  djing,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms — 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Q9q  7's. 

^-■"^  Emmanuel.— Matt.  i.  23  ;  1  Tim.  iii.  16. 

1  /~^  OD  with  xi.s  !  0  glorious  name  ! 
\X    Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame  : 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite  : 

Oh,  mj^sterious  depth  and  height ! 

2  G-od  vnih  ns  !    Amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above  ; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us  J  but  tainted  not 
With  the  first  transgressor's  blot ; 
Yet,  did  he  our  sins  sustain, 

Bear  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 

4  \_God  with  r(.s  !    Oh,  blissful  theme  ! 
Let  the  impious  not  blaspheme  ; 
Jesus  shall  in  judgment  sit. 
Dooming  rebels  to  the  i)it.] 

5  God  toith  us  !    Oh,  wondrous  grace ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face. 

That  we  ma,y  Emmanuel  sing. 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 


OFFICES  OF  cinusT.  203 

qOA  r.M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^^^  Ki)ij  of  Saints. 

1  /^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Savior's  name, 
\J     And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 

The  sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Savior,  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace. 

In  him  unite  their  rays  : 
You,  that  liave  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  Wlien  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 

Lord,  teach  our  song  to  rise  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  Oh,  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  sliall  raise. 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

C.  M. 

The  spiritual  Coronation. — Cant.  iii.  11 

1  A  LL-HAIL  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
J\.    Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  croAvn  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  [Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call : 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small ! 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


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204  CHARACTER  AND 

5  [Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 

Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall. 

Now  joy  with  all  the  hosts  above, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all 

7  Oh  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


332 


L.  M.  Fawcett. 

Lamb  of  God,  <&c. — John  i.  29. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  sin-atoning  Lamb, 

r>  AVith  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  ; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descenduig  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load; 
Our  ransom  price  he  fully  paid 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 

3  To  save  a  guilty  world,  he  dies  ; 
Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  ej^es, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound; 
He  can  the  richest  blessings  give  ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found. 

He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee — 
Where  else  can  h  Ipless  sinners  go? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchedness  and  wo. 

QQQ  S.  M.  J.  C.  W. 

«->*->«->  leader. 

IHOU  very  paschal  Lamb. 
Whose  blood  for  us  was  shed, 
Through  whom  we  out  of  Egypt  came ; 
Thy  ransom'd  people  led. 

Angel  of  gospel  grace  ! 
Fulfil  thy  character  ; 
To  guard  and  feed  thy  chosen  race, 
In  Israel's  camp  appear. 


T' 


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OFFICES   OF   CHRIST  206 

Throughout  the  desert  way- 
Conduct  us  by  thy  light ; 
Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 

Our  fainting  souls  sustain 
With  blessings  from  above, 
And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 
The  manna  of  thy  love. 

L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Life  of  the  Saints. — John  xiv.  19. 

1  "TXrHEN  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 

VV     And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  my  eyes — 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ! 
And  can  my  hope — my  comfort  die  ? 
Fix'd  on  thy  everlasting  word  ; 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky  ? 

3  If  my  immortal  Savior  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives  ; 
Here  let  me  build,  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 
Immovable  the  promise  stands  ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell, 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  0  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose  ! 
If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine, 

Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes. 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

qo;^  8.7. 

^^^  Xi(7/ii.— Isaiah  ix.  2. 

1  T~  IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
I  i  Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 

Come  !  and,  thy  dear  self  revealing. 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  ; 
The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ! 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature. 

Pouring  daj^  upon  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing. 

Life  and  jo}"^  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  ears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor  benighted  heart ; 


20G  CHARACTER   AND 

Come,  and  manifest  the  favor 
Thou  hast  for  the  ransom'd  race  : 

Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Savior  ! 
Come,  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace. 

3  Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 

0  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  : 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  bnrden'd  soul  release  ; 
By  the  influence  of  thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

000  C.  M. 

*-'*-' ^Messenger  of  the  Covenanl. — Mai.  iii.  1. 

1  XESUS,  commission'd  from  above, 
fj      Descends  to  men  below. 

And  shows  from  whence  the  springs  of  love 
-^  In  endless  currents  flow. 

2  He,  whom  the  boundless  heaven  adores, 

Whom  angels  long  to  see, 
Quitted  witli  joy  those  blissful  shores. 
Ambassador  to  me  ! 

3  To  me,  a  worm,  a  sinful  clod, 

A  rebel  all  torlorn  ; 
A  foe,  a  traitor  to  my  God, 
And  of  a  traitor  born  : 

4  To  me,  who  never  sought  his  grace, 

Who  mock'd  his  sacred  word  ; 
Who  never  knew  or  lov'd  his  face. 
And  all  his  will  abhorr'd  : 

5  [To  me,  who  could  not  even  praise 

WTien  his  kind  heart  I  knew. 
But  sought  a  thousand  devious  ways 
Eather  than  keep  the  true  :] 

6  Yet  this  redeeming  Angel  came 

So  vile  a  worm  to  bless ; 
He  took  with  gladness  all  my  blame. 
And  gave  his  righteousness. 

7  Oh  that  my  languid  l>eart  might  glow 

With  ardor  all  divine  ! 
And,  for  more  love  than  setaphs  know, 
Like  burning  seraphs  shine  ! 
Qgy  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 


ly-^^ 


Pearl  of  great  Price. — Matt.  xiii.  40. 

littering  toys  of  eartb,  adieu  ! 
A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 


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A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ; — 
Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  Pearl  of  price  immense! 

3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 

0  name  divinely  sweet! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all. 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart. 

Of  this  dear  gift  possess'd, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  bless'd. 

6  Dear  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires. 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  thy  love  inspires. 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

qoo  L.M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^^^  Savior — the  only  One. — Acts  iv.  12. 

1  "TESUS,  the  spring  of  joys  divine, 

pj    Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow  ; 
Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  wo. 

2  In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God  ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  Xo  other  name  will  heaven  approve  ; 
Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
Ordain'd  by  everlasting  love, 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Here  let  our  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heavenl}^  path  depart : 
O  let  thy  Spirit,  gracious  Guide  ! 
Direct  our  steps,  and  cheer  our  heart. 

5  Safe  lead  us  through  this  world  of  night, 
And  bring  us  to  the  blissful  plains. 

The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
Where  perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 


208  CHARACTER   AXD 

OQQ  S.M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^^-''^  *S7i(pp/ierd.— Psalm  xxiii.  1-3. 

1  TXTHTLE  my  Redeemer's  near, 

V  y     My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear, 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever-fragraut  meads, 
Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 
And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Along  the  lovely  scene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 

Transparent,  sweet,  and  all  serene. 
To  cheer  my  fainting  soul. 

4  Here  let  my  spirit  rest ; 
How  sweet  a  lot  is  mine  ! 

With  pleasure,  food,  and  safety  blest ; 
Benificence  divine  ! 

5  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 
My  wandering  feet  restore  ; 

To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  way, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 
Unworthy  as  I  am 
Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jesus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name. 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
QAO  lO's  &  ll's. 

^^^ Strong-hold.— Zech.  ix.  12.    Nah.  i.  7. 

YBprisoners  of  hope,o'erwhelm'd  with  grief. 
To  Jesus  look  up  for  certain  relief ; 
There's  no  condemnation  in  Jesus  the  Lord, 
But  strong  consolation  his  grace  doth  afford. 

2 
Should  justice  appear  a  merciless  foe, 
Yet  be  of  good  cheer,  and  soon  shall  you  know 
That  sinners,  confessing  their  wickedness  past, 
A  plentiful  blessing  of  pardon  shall  taste. 

3 
Then  dry  up  your  tears,  ye  children  of  grief. 
For  Jesus  appears  to  give  you  relief: 
If  you  are  returning  to  Jesus,  your  friend. 
Your  sighing  and  mourning  in  singing  shall  end. 

4 
'  None  will  I  cast  out  who  come,'  saith  the  Lord, 
Why  then  do  you  doubt?  lay  hold  of  his  word: 
Ye  mourners  of  Sion,  be  bold  to  believe, 
For  ever  rely  on  your  Savior,  and  live. 


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OFFICES   OF   CHRIST.  203 

CM.  Toplady. 

Vine  and  the  Branches. — John  xv.  l-o. 

1  T"ESUS,  iniuntably  the  same  ! 
fj  Thou  tiiie  and  living  vine  ! 
Around  th.y  all-supporting  stem 

My  feeble  arms  I  tAviue. 

2  Quicken'd  by  thee,  and  kept  alive, 

T  flourish  and  bear  fruit : 
My  life  I  from  thy  sap  derive, 
My  vigor  from  thy  root. 

3  I  can  do  nothing  without  thee  ; 

My  strength  is  wholly  thine  : 
Witiier'd  and  barren  should  I  be, 
If  sever'd  from  the  Vine. 

4  Upon  my  leaf,  when  parch'd  with  heat, 

Refreshing  dew  shall  drop  ; 
The  plant,  which  thy  right  hand  hath  set. 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

5  Each  moment,  water'd  by  thy  care, 

And  fenc'd  with  power  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  shall  bear 
The  feeblest  branch  of  thine. 

Q /j  9  C.  M.  Primitive. 

^^^  The  Beloved. 

1  rriO  those  who  know  the  Lord  I  speak : 

1      Is  ni)^  Beloved  near? 
The  Bridegroom  of  my  soul  I  seek, 
O  when  will  He  appear  ? 

2  Though  once  a  man  of  grief  and  shame. 

Yet  now  he  fills  a  throne, 
And  bears  the  greatest,  sAveetest  name, 
That  earth  or  heaven  has  known. 

3  Grace  flies  before,  and  love  attends 

His  steps  where'er  he  goes. 
Though  none  can  see  him  but  his  friends, 
And  they  were  once  his  foes. 

4  He  speaks  —obedient  to  his  call 

Our  warm  affections  move  ; 
He  does  not  shine  alike  on  all. 
Or  all  alike  would  love. 

5  Then  love  in  every  heart  would  reign, 

And  war  would  cease  to  roar. 
And  cruel  and  blood-thirsty  men 
"Would  thirst  for  blood  no  more. 


210  CHARACTER  AND 

6  Such  Jesus  is,  and  such  his  grace  ; 

0  may  he  shine  on  3^011 : 
And  cause  us  to  behold  his  face, 

And  sing  his  praises  too. 
Q  10  8.6.  Montgomery. 

1  npHE  Lord  is  King; — upon  his  throne 
jL     He  sits  in  garments  glorious  ; 

Or  girds  for  war  his  armor  on, 

In  every  field  victorious  : 
The  world  came  forth  at  his  command ; 
Built  on  his  word,  its  pillars  stand  ; 

They  never  can  be  shaken. 

2  The  Lord  was  King  ere  time  began, 

His  reign  is  everlasting  ; 
When  high  the  floods  in  tumult  ran, 

Their  foam  to  heaven  up-casting, 
He  made  the  raging  waves  his  path ; 
— The  sea  is  mighty  in  its  wrath, 

But  God  on  high  is  mightier. 

3  Thy  testimonies.  Lord  !  are  sure  ; 

Thy  realm  fears  no  commotion, 
Firm  as  the  earth,  whose  shores  endure 

Th'  eternal  toil  of  ocean  : 
And  Thou  with  perfect  peace  wilt  bless 
Thy  faithful  flock ; — for  holiness 
Becomes  thine  house  for  ever. 
q  I A         '  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

^^^  Wisdom,  Righteousness,  Sanctijicalion, 
and  Redemption. — 1  Cor.  i.  30,  31. 

1  ^/TY  God!  assist  me  while  I  raise 

1  y  I    An  anthem  of  harmonious  praise  : 
M}'  heart  thy  wonders  shall  proclaim. 
And  spread  its  banners  in  thy  name. 

2  In  Christ  I  view  a  store  divine  ; 
My  Father,  all  that  store  is  thine ! 
By  thee  prepar'd,  by  thee  bestow'd  ; 
Hail  to  the  Savior  and  the  God  ! 

3  When  gloomy  shades  my  soul  o'erspread, 
'  Let  tiiere  be  light,'  the  Almighty  said ! 
And  Christ,  my  Sun,  his  beams  displays, 
And  scatters  round  celestial  rays. 

4  Condemn'd,  th)^  criminal  I  stood, 
And  awful  justice  ask'd  my  blood: 
That  welcome  Savior,  from  thy  throne, 
Brought  righteousness  and  pardon  down. 


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6  My  sonl  was  all  o'erspvead  with  sin  ; 

And  lo  !  iiis  grace  hatli  made  me  clean  ! 

He  rescues  from  th'  infernal  foe, 

And  full  redemption  will  bestow. 
6  Ye  saints,  assist  my  grateful  tongue  ! 

Ye  angels,  warble  back  my  sonu' ! 

For  love  like  this  demands  the  praise 

Of  heavenly  harps  and  endless  days. 
QiP^  L.  M.  Primitive. 

^~^^  Jesus  yesterday,  to-day  and  for  ever  the 
same. 

1  TTIGH  on  his  Father's  royal  seat, 
11    Our  Jesus  shone  divinelj^  great, 

Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warmed, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  formed. 

2  Through  all  succeeding  ages  he 

The  same  hath  been— the  same  shall  be  ; 
Immortal  radiance  gilds  his  head. 
While  stars  and  sun  wax  old  and  fade. 

3  The  same  his  power  his  flock  to  guard, 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward. 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love, 
To  saints  on  earth  and  saints  above. 

4  Let  nature  change,  and  sink  and  die, 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  chosen  high. 
And  fix  them  near  his  stable  throne. 
In  glory  changeless  as  his  own. 

^Aa  CM.  Primitive. 

*^~^^  The  Builder. 

1  i^HRIST  plans  the  temple  of  the  Lord, 
\_y     And  all  the  building  rears, 

And,  be  his  holy  name  adored, 
He  all  the  glory  bears. 

2  The  vast  materials  all  he  forms, 

Nor  love  nor  power  he  spares ; 
He  guards  the  building  from  all  harms, 
And  all  the  glory  bears. 

3  In  this  blest  building  may  my  soul 

A  living,  stone  appear. 
And  he.  the  Builder  of  the  whole, 
Shall  all  the  glory  bear. 

4  When  he  the  topmost  stone  shall  bring. 

To  heaven,  to  see  him  there. 
We  shall  the  Builder's  praises  sing. 
And  he  the  glory  bear. 


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347 

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L.  M.  Primitive. 

Christ  the  Corner- Stone. 
(VID  by  Jehovah's  mighty  hands, 
Zion's  foundation  firmly  stands  ; 
Bais'd  upon  Chi'ist,  the  Corner-Stone, 
Secure  as  God's  eternal  throne. 

2  See  how  the  glorious  fabric  grows, 
Framed  of  materials  that  he  chose ; 
Each  stone  prepared  and  fitly  set, 
The  royal  structure  to  complete. 

3  Still  shall  this  edifice  arise, 

Till  all  shall  reach  the  lofty  skies, 
And  joyful  hosts  shall  praise  above, 
Jehovah's  grace  and  Jesus'  love. 

O/j  Q  C.  M.  Primitive. 

*^^0  The  Savior. 

1  nnHE  Savior !  0  what  endless  charms 

I     Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  Influence  every  fear  disarms. 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow. 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
Deserving  endless  wo. 

3  0  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine  . 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Savior,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Savior,  and  my  all. 

QJ_Q  L.  M.  Double.        Newton. 

O^U         TF/iai  think  ye  of  Christ  ? 

1  "VT7HAT  think  ye  of  Christ  ?  is  the  test 

W    To  try  both  your  state  and  your  scheme, 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 
Unless  3'ou  think  rightlj^  of  him. 
As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 
As  he  is  beloved  or  not ; 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you. 
And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 
A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most  ; 

Sure  these  have  not  feelings  like  me, 
Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost: 


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So  guilty,  so  helpless  am  T, 
I  durst  iiot  confide  in  his  blood, 
Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 
Unless  I  were  sure  he  is  God. 

3  Some  call  liira  a  Savior,  in  word, 

But  mix  their  own  works  with  his  plan, 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 
When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can. 
If  doings  prove  rather  too  light, 
(A  little,  they  own,  they  may  fail,) 
They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 
By  casting  his  name  in  the  scale. 

4  Some  style  him  the  Pearl  of  great  price. 
And  say  he's  the  fountain  of  joys  ; 

Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 
And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys : 
Like  Judas,  the  Savior  they  kiss. 
And,  while  they  salute  him,  betray; 
Ah !  what  will  profession  like  this 
Avail  in  the  terrible  day? 

5  If  ask'd,  wlat  of  Je^us  I  think  ? 

Though  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor, 

I  say.  He's  my  meat  and  my  drink. 

My  life,  and  my  strength,  and  my  store ; 

My  shepherd,  my  husband,  my  friend, 

My  Savior  from  sin  and  from  thrall ; 

My  hope  from  beginning  to  end. 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

q^A  L.M.  Watts. 

*J*-^^ Seeking  the  Pastures  of  Christ  the  Shep- 
herd.— Sol.  Song,  i.  7. 

1  npHOU  whom  my  soul  admires  above 

■  All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love, 
'-.ell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 
Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  Eock, 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  paths  uaknov.-n? 
My  constan:  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  seek  another  love. 

4  [The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see  ; 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be ; 


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A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  provides, 
And  at  the  feast  tliyself  presides. 

5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drinlc  his  ricliest  blood  ; 
Here  to  tliese  hills  my  soul  will  come, 
Till  my  Beloved  leads  me  home.] 

0^-|  L.  M.  Watts. 

OU±  2^/16  Banquet  of  Love. — Sol.  Song,  ii.  1. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  Rose  of  Sharon  liere, 

I>  The  Lily  which  the  valleys  bear  ; 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life,  that  gives 
Refreshing  fruit  and  healing  leaves. 

2  Amongst  the  thorns  so  lilies  shine  ; 
Amongst  wild  gourds  the  noble  vine; 
So  in  mine  eyes  my  Savior  proves 
Amidst  a  thousand  meaner  loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  shade  I  sat 

To  shield  me  from  the  burning  heat ; 
Of  heavenly  fruit  he  spreads  a  feast, 
To  feed  my  eyes  and  please  my  taste. 

4  [Kindl}^  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  stood  the  banquet  of  his  grace, 
He  saw  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  he  spread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  generous  wine 
He  cheers  this  sinking  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me, 

He  shows  his  thoughts,  how  kind  they  be.] 

6  0  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 

Lie  down  and  rest  upon  my  heart ; 
I  charge  my  sins  not  once  to  move. 
Nor  stir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  love. 

oKO  ^-  ^• 

^^-^  Christ  appearing  to  his  Chnrch,  and 
seeking  her  Company. — Sol.  Song,  ii.  8-12. 

1  rriHE  vpice  of  my  Beloved  sounds 

i     Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds, 
O'er  hills  of  guilt  and  seas  of  grief 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see 
With  e3^es  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  gi)spers  clearest  glass 
He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 


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3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 

'  Rise,  (saith  the  Lord,)  make  haste  away, 
'  No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 

4  '  The  Jewish  wint'ry  s'ate  is  go!:e, 

'  Tlie  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on, 

*  The  sacred  turtle-dove  we  hear 

'  Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  '  Til'  immortal  vine  of  heavenly  root 

'  Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit ;' 
Lo  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine  ; 
Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 

'  Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away  !' 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  wind. 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 
o;=Cq  S.  M.  Primitive. 

000  Christ  the  Rose  of  Sharon. 

■i  TN  Sharon's  lovely  Rose 
1    Immortal  beauties  shine  ; 
Its  sweet  refreshing  fragrance  shows 
Its  origin  divine. 

2  How  blooming  and  how  fair  ! 
0  may  my  happy  breast 
This  lovely  rose  for  ever  wear. 
And  be  supremely  blest. 

Q^4  L.M. 

^^~^Ghrist  calling,  and  the  Church  answer- 
ing the  Call.—SA.  Song,  ii.  14.  16,  17. 

1  [XXARK,  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 

ll   Sweetly  convenes  his  favorites  nigh; 
From  caves  of  darknes-  and  of  doubt. 
He  gently  speaks  and  calls  ns  out. 

2  '  My  dove,  Avho  hidest  in  the  rock, 

'  Thine  heart  almost  with  sorrow  broke, 
'  Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 

*  And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear  : 

3  '  Thy  voice  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet ; 
'My  gi'aces  in  th}^  count'nance  meet ; 

'  Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  despise, 
'  'T-s  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes.' 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thy  kind  assurance  gives  ; 
To  thee  our  joyful  lips  shall  raise 

The  voice  of  prayer,  and  that  of  praise.] 


216  CHARACTER  AND 

5  [I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  passions  join: 

Nor  lef  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

Nor  thought  arise  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  soul  to  pastures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongst  the lillies where  he  feeds; 
Amongst  the  saints  (whose  robes  are  white 
Wash'd  in  liis  blood)  is  his  delight. 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  shadows  flee, 
Till  the  sweet  dawning  light  I  see, 
Thine  eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  soul  in  darkness  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  sin  ; 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief  divide 

My  love,  my  Savior,  from  my  side.] 

^K^  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

*~>^*J Bridegroom  and  Husband ;  or,  the  Mar- 
riage between  Christ  and  the  Church. 

1  TESUS,  the  heavenly  Lover,  gave 

pj    His  life,  my  wretched  soul  to  save  : 
Eesolv'd  to  make  his  mercy  known, 
He  kindly  claims  me  for  his  own. 

2  Rebellious,  I  against  him  strove. 
Tin  melted  and  constrain'd  by  love  ; 
AVith  sin  and  self  1  IVeely  part, 

The  heavenly  \iv\  1  ^luom  wins  my  heart. 

3  My  guilt,  my  v,.-  ■  <•  ;  ■  laess  he  knows, 
Yet  takes  and  nwiis  me  for  his  spouse  : 
My  debts  he  pays,  and  sets  use  free. 
And  makes  his  riches  o'er  to  me. 

4  My  filthy  rags  are  laid  aside. 

He  clothes  me  as  becomes  his  bride  ; 
Himself  bestows  my  wedding-dress — 
Th^  robe  of  perfect  righteousness. 

5  Lost  in  astonishment,  I  see, 
Jesus  !  thy  )  oundless  love  to  me  : 
With  ansels  I  thy  grace  adore, 

And  long  to  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

6  Since  thou  wilt  take  me  for  thy  bride, 

0  Savior,  keep  me  near  thy  side  ! 

1  fain  would  give  thee  all  my  heart, 
Nor  ever  from  my  Lord  depart. 


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Qi^f\  7'3.  Sonnets. 

OiJUy;jg  testimony  of  Jesus,  the  Spirit  of 

Prophecy. 

1  XESUS,  heaven's  supreme  delight, 
f»J    Now  enthron'd  in  glory  bright ; 
Fount  pf  light,  and  love  supreme, 
Every  prophet's  darling  theme. 

2  Adam,  ofiFspring  of  the  dust, 
Saw  him  in  the  promise  first ; 
8aw  the  tempter  routed,  spoil'd, 
Ruin'd,  and  tor  ever  foil'd. 

3  Abel,  thro'  his  blood  and  pain, 
Did  with  God  acceptance  gain  ; 
While  from  off  the  victims  cry. 
Faith  to  Jesus  turn'd  his  eye. 

4  'Twas  with  him,  as  we  are  told, 
Enoch  walk'd  in  days  of  old, 
Saw^  him  in  the  flaming  skies, 
With  his  saints  to  judgment  rise. 

5  Moses  in  the  bush  on  flame. 
Saw  him,  blessings  on  his  name  ! 
Good  old  Jacob  did  as  Avell 

Of  our  Jesus  long  foretell. 

6  In  his  death,  I;-aiah  saw 
Honois  plac'd  upon  the  laAv; 
Jots  and  tittles  all  obey'd, 
Every  utmost  farthing  paid. 

7  Daniel,  ere  his  weeks  pass'd  by, 
Saw  the  great  Messiah  die : 
Justice,  mercy,  truth,  and  grace. 
Kiss  with  joy  each  other's  face. 

8  David  heard  the  chorus  loud, 
Sung  by  all  the  angelic  crowd  ; 
Lift  up,  lift  up  !  he  heard  them  cry, 
0  ye  gates,  your  heads  on  high. 

9  One  beheld  a  fountain  wide, 
Open'd  in  his  sacred  side  ; 
Israel's  sin  to  wash  away. 
Deeper  than  th'  unfathom'd  sea. 

10  Paul  proclaim'd  his  bleeding  cro8S, 
Counted  all  besides  as  dross  ; 
John  beheld  his  glory  too, 
Children,  full  of  grace  for  you. 

11  Thus  on  each  prophetic  tongue, 
Jesus  was  the  sweetest  song  • 


218  CHAKACTER  AND 

Saints,  your  loud  hosannas  raise, 

Sing  his  everlasting  praise. 
O^^Y  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^*^  *  The  good  old  way. 

1  rr^HE  good  old  way  tliat  leads  to  God, 
JL   Wliich  saints  in  every  age  liavie  trod, 

Was  Christ  alone,  they  saw  his  day, 
And  him  pursued,. the  good  old  way. 

2  A^^len  Adam  sunk  his  unborn  race 
In  ruin,  guilt,  and  deep  disgrace, 
The  promise,  with  celestial  ray. 
To  Jesus  points,  the  good  old  way. 

3  Th'  apostles  all  proclaim'd  him  ihus, 
Jesus  the  Lord,  or  God  with  us, 
Who  did  b}^  death  our  ransom  pay. 
The  truth,  the  life,  the  good  old  way. 

4  'Tis  true,  there's  one  exceeding  broad, 
Cast  up  by  men,  a  dangerous  road. 
Where  thousands  to  destruction  stray, 
Who  never  found  this  good  old  wa}'. 

5  Cheer  up,  believer,  courage  take, 

Why  should  thy  heart  with  sorrow  break? 
Eternal  joj's  shall  soon  repay. 
The  sorrows  of  the  good  old  way. 

6  Should  foes  and  fears  on  ev'ry  hand, 
Thick  as  the  leaves  in  autumn  stand, 
Still  forward  press,  the  day  is  yours. 
The  good  old  way  the  crown  secures. 

Oh;o  L.  M.  Ceuniclc 

^"^^  Tlie  Way. 

1  "TESTIS,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
#J    He  whom  I  fix  mj^  hopes  upon ! 
His  track  I  see,  and  Til  pursue 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went — ■ 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment — 
The  Kiug's  highway  of  holiness — 

I'll  go  ;  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  and  bm-deu  long  have  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  fiom  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  tne  more  ; 


OFFICES  OF   CHRIST.  219 

Till  late  I  heard  my  Savior  say, 
"  Come  liilher,  soul,  I  am  the  way.''^ 
5  Lo  !  glad  I  come  !  and  tliou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ! 
My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give  : 
Nothing  but  love  shall  1  receive. 

G  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Savior  I  have  found: 
ril  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say — Behold  the  icay  to  God. 

Q^Q  S.  M.  Hart. 

000  ''Jam  the  Way,''  &c.-Johu  xiv.  U. 

1  ^^y  AM,"  saith  Christ,  "  the  Way  :" 

i    Now,  if  we  credit  him. 
All  other  patlis  must  lead  astray, 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

2  "  I  am,"  saith  Christ,  "  the  Truth  :" 
Then  all  that  lacks  this  test. 

Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  "I  am,"  saith  Christ,  "  the  Life :" 
Let  this  be  seen  by  faith  ; 

It  f(jllows,  without  further  strife. 
That  all  besides  is  death. 

4  If  what  those  words  aver, 
The  Holy  Ghost  apply. 

The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err, 
Nor  be  deceived,  nor  die. 

OaCi  p.  M.  Watts. 

^^^      The  Names  and  Titles  of  Christ. 

1  "IXTITH  cheerful  voice  I  sing 

>  V    The  titles  of  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  all  the  names 
Of  honor  from  his  word  : 

Nature  and  art  Can  ne'er  supply 

Suflficieat  forms  Of  majesty. 

2  In  .Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 

Shining  for  ever  bright 

V\'ith  mild  and  lovely  rays  : 
Til'  eternal  God'sEterual  Son 
Inherits  and  Partakes  the  throne. 

3  Tlie  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
Tlie  Lord  of  lords  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 


220  CHARACTER  AND 

His  garment  and  his  tliigh  : 
His  name  is  call'd  The  Word  of  God  ; 
He  rules  the  earth  With  iron  rod. 


361 


L.  M.  Watts. 

The  offices  of  Christ  from  several  Scrip- 
tures. 


M 


OIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  EmmanueVs  glory  forth. 

2  But  0  what  condescending  ways 

He  takes  to  teach  his  heavenly  grace  ! 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  [The  Angel  of  the  Covenant  stands 
With  his  commission  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne 
To  make  the  great  salvation  known.] 

4  [Great  Prophet,  let  me  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  sins  forgiven, 

Of  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heaven.] 

5  [My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  side  ; 

0  let  me  never  run  astray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way.] 

6  [I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  shall  keep 
Mv  wandering  soul  among  his  sheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears  the  lambs.] 

7  [My  Surety  undertakes  my  cause. 
Answering  his  Father's  broken  laws  ; 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ; 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt.] 

8  \_Jesus,  my  great  High-Priest,  has  died, 

1  seek  no  sacrifice  beside  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne.] 

9  [My  Advocate  appears  on  hiuh, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  say 

4  Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 
10[My  Lord,  mj^  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Tliy  sceptre  andthj^  sword  I  sing  ; 


OFFICES   OF   CHRIST.  221 

Thine  is  the  victory,  and  I  sit 
A  joyful  subject  at  thy  feet.] 

11  [Aspire,  my  soul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  leads  ; 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day. 
Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way.] 

12  Should  death,  and  hell,  and  powers  unknown. 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mischief  on, 

I  shall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Salvation  in  more  sovereign  ways. 

009  P.  M. 

1  "TO IX  all  the  glorious  names 

fj    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 

That  ever  mortals  knew 

That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  To  speak  his  Avorth, 
Too  mean  to  set  My  Savior  forth. 

2  But  0  what  gentle  terms. 
What  condescending  ways 
Doth  our  Bedeemer  use 

To  teach  his  heavenly  grace ! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy  And  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  He  bears  for  me. 

3  [Array'd  in  mortal  flesh 
He  like  an  angel  stands, 
And  holds  the  promises 
And  pardons  in  his  hands  : 

Commission'd  from  His  Father's  throne 
To  make  his  grace  To  mortals  known.] 

4  [Gve&t prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name : 

By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  Of  sins  forgiven. 
Of  hell  subdu'd.  And  peace  with  heaven.] 

6  [Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 

My  Pattern  and  my  Guide, 

And  through  this  desert  land 

Still  keep  me  near  thy  side: 
0  let  my  feet  Xe'er  run  astray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  seek  The  crooked  way.] 

6  [I  love  my  Shepherd'' s  voice, 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 


222  CHARACTER  AND 

The  thousands  of  his  sheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flock,  He  calls  their  names, 
His  bosom  bears  The  tender  lambs.] 

7  [To  this  dear  Suretifs  hand 
AV^ill  I  commit  my  cause  ; 
He  answers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  laws : 

Behold  my  soul  At  freedom  set ! 
My  Surety  paid  The  dreadful  debt.] 

8  [Jesus  my  great  High-Priest 
Oft'er'd  his  blood  and  died; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside  : 

His  powerful  blood  Did  once  atone  ; 
And  now  it  pleads  Before  the  throne.] 

9  [My  Advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  on  high, 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by  : 

Not  all  that  hell  Or  sin  can  say 
Shall  turn  his  heart,  His  love  away.] 

10  [M}'  dear  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre,  and  thy  sword. 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing  : 

Thine  is  the  power ;  Behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  Beneath  thy  feet.] 

11  [NoA^  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  tempter  down  ; 

My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
,:•   To  conquest  and  a  crown. 

A  feeble  saint  Shall  win  the  day. 
Though  death  and  hell  Obstruct  the  way.] 

12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death. 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown. 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mischief  on ; 

I  shall  be  safe,  For  Christ  displays 
Superior  power,  And  guardian  grace. 

q/^O  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^ Characters  of  Christ,    borrowed  from 
iaanimate  Things,  in  Scripture. 
y  1  /~1  0,  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet, 

VX  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 


OFFICES  OF  CHRIST.  223 

2  [The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord : 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  kuown, 
Must  miugle  colors  not  her  own.] 

3  [Is  he  compar'd  to  icine  or  bread? 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed; 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heavenly  wine.] 

4  [Is  he  a  tree  ?    The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves; 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough, 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too,] 

5  Is  he  a  rose?    Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields ; 
Or,  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  vallies  bless  the  rich  perfume.]   ^ 

6  Is  he  a  vine  ?    His  heavenly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit : 
0  let  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul,  the  branch,  to  Christ,  the  vine  ! 

7  [Is  he  the  head  ?    Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  powers  he  gives  ; 
The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love.] 

8  [Is  he  A  fountain  ?    There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death  ; 
These  vraters  all  my  soul  renew. 

And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too.] 

9  [Is  he  ajire  ?    He'll  purge  my  dross, 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss : 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit. 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet.] 

10  [Is  he  a  rock?     How  firm  he  proves  ! 
The  rock  of  ages  never  moves ; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow, 
Attend  ns  all  the  desert  through.] 

11  [Is  he  a  loay  ?    He  leads  to  God, 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal. 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill.] 

12  [Is  he  a  door  ?    I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green, 
A  paradise  divinely  fair. 

None  but  the  sheep  hare  freedom  there.] 


224  CHARACTER  AND 

13  [Ts  he  design'd  a  corner-stone. 

For  men  to  build  tlieir  heaven  upon? 
I'll  make  him  vaj  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below.] 

14  [Is  he  a  temple  ?    I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majesty  and  power  ; 
And  still  to  this  most  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face.] 

15  [Is  he  a  star  ?    He  breaks  the  night. 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning  star.] 

16  [Is  he  a  sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  course  is  joy  and  righteousness  ; 
Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears, 

To  chase  their  clouds  and  d.-y  their  tears. 

17  0  let  me  climb  those  hig  ;er  skies. 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise ! 
There  he  displays  his  power  abroad. 
And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God.] 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars. 
Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears  ; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

0(^4_  C.  M.  Watts. 

OUtt^^/j^g  personal  Glories  and  Government 

of  Christ. 

1  T'LL  speak  the  honor -^  of  my  King, 

I      His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 
Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 
Thy  terrors  shall  strike  through  thy  foes. 
And  make  the  world  obey, 

4  Thy  throne,  0  God,  for  ever  stands; 

thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands. 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 

5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 


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A.ncl  God,  thy  God,  th}^  soul  sliall  fill 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 

CM.  Watts. 

God  our  Shepherd, 

1  l^/fY  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
iVl      Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 

In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  ray  wandering  spirit  back, 

When  I  forsake  his  ways  ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake. 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death, 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath. 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 
Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
0  may  tliy  house  be  mine  abode. 
And  all  my  work  be  praise  ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 
(While  others  go  and  come,) 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest. 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

^aa  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^  The  same. 

1  Tt/TY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 

It  I    Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest; 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food  's  divinely  blest. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  mistake, 
But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace. 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake. 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are. 


226  CHARACTER  AND 

My  heart  and  hoije  sliall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Sliepberd  's  with  ine  there, 

5  Amidst  the  darkness  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  tliou  my  stay : 
Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  sons  of  earth  and  sons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness  and  I'cpine 
To  see  my  table  spread  so  well 
WitJi  living  bread  and, cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  liead 
Til}'  Spirit  condescends  to  rest! 
'Tis  a  divine,  anointing  shed 
Like  oil  of  gladness,  at  a  feast. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days  ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word. 
To  seek  his  face,  ani  sing  his  praise.] 


367 


S.  M.  Watts. 

The  same. 

THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his. 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

If  e'er  I  go  astray. 
He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  thro'death's  dark  shade. 

My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

In  sight  of  all  my  foes. 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 

And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

The  bounties  of  thy  love 
Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  ptaise. 


OFFICES   OF   CHRIST.  227 

Q(]Q  7s.  Toplady. 

OUOjfjQ^,^  Srnilten;  or,  the  Bock  of  Ages, 
1  Cor.  X.  4. 

1  "OOCK  of  Ages,  shelter  me, 
A\  Let  rac  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 
lA^t  the  vrater  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  wliicli  flow'd, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  [Xot  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  thy  law's  demands  ; 
Could  jny  zeal  no  respite  know, 
(■ould  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone.] 

3  [N"othing  in  mj'  hand  I  bring  ! 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress  ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Black,  I  to  the  fountain  fly  ; 
Wash  me,  Savior,  or  I  die  ! 

4  "While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  eye-strings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown. 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne. 
Rock  of  Ages,  shelter  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 

q^Q  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

OUr7         jr^j^g  Important  Question. 

1  ~\7'0U  must  not  think  the  question  odd, 

M     Which  I  in  love  propound  to  you; 
What  think  ye  of  the  Son  of  God, 
Whom  sinners  once  on  Calvary  slew? 

2  What  think  ye  of  his  humble  birth ? 

Behold  he  in  a  manger  lies. 
Whose  hands  sustains  the  pond'rous  earth, 
And  spread  the  curtains  of  the  skies. 

3  What  tliink  ye  of  the  name  he  wears 

Upon  his  thigh,  and  vesture  too  ? 
Each  one  a  wond'rous  title  bears. 
Which  his  eternal  Godhead  shew. 

4  What  think  ye  of  his  right  to  give 

The  dying  thief  an  hcavenlj'-  throne, 
With  him  in  paradise  to  live — 
Was  e'er  such  poAver  or  mercy  known? 


228  CHARACTER  AND 

5  Say,  Christian,  let  him  wear  the  crown 

Of  honor,  praise,  and  blessing  too  ; 
He  paid  in  blood  your  ransom  down, 
When  he  from  hell  deliver'd  you. 

6  Yes,  dearest  Savior,  thee  we  own, 

AYhile  angels  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
In  songs  we  now  address  thy  throne. 
And  gladly  crown  thee  Lord  of  all. 

07  ()  CM.  Watts. 
*^  *  ^  Christ  the  foundation  of  his  Church. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  sm-e  foundation  stone 

i>  Which  God  in  Zion  laj's 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name, 
Tliey  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  sutfer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Eeject  it  Avith  disdain; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wonderous  in  our  eyes. 

OY")  S.  M.  Watts. 

*^  *  ^A  hosanna;  or,  a  new  song  of  salvation 
by  Christ. 

lEE  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  the  church  thereon 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 
The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Eeject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

The  work,  0  Lord,  is  tliine, 
And  wonderous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made; 
Let  iLs  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  ghid. 


S' 


OFFICES  OF   CHKIST.  229 

6      Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 
Bless  hira,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6      AVe  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 
And  ofler  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

079  L.M.  Watts. 

«-'  *  ^The  Son  of  G-od  incarnate;  or,  the  lilies 

and  kingdom  of  Christ,  Isa.  ix.  2,  6,  7. 

1  rXlHE  lands  that  long  in  darkness  lay 

i     Now  have  beheld  a  heavenly  light  ; 
Nations  that  sat  in  death's  cold  shade. 
Are  blest  with  beams  divinely  bright. 

2  The  virgin's  promised  Son  is  born, 
Behold  the  expected  child  appear  ; 
What  shall  his  names  or  titles  be  ? 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor. 

3  This  infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  nurtured  and  adored; 
The  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord. 

4  The  government  of  earth  and  seas, 
L'pon  his  shoulder  shall  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  dominion  shall  increase, 
And  honors  to  his  name  be  paid. 

5  Jesus  the  hoi}-  child  shall  sit 
High  on  his  father  David's  throne  ; 
Shall  crush  his  foes  beneath  his  feet. 
And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown. 


THE  PRIESTHOOD  OF  CHRIST. 
QTO  CM.  Stennett. 

^*  ^The  Glorious  Gospel,  1  Tim.  i.  11. 

1  TX^HAT  wisdom,  majesty  and  grace, 

VV    Through  all  the  gospel  shine  ! 
'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  shining  throne  on  high, 

TTtie  almighty  Savior  comes ; 


230  THE  PRIESTHOOD    OF   CHRIST. 

Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  flesh  assumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt  liis  chosen  owed, 

Upon  the  cross  he  pays  ; 
Then  througli  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 

4  There  he,  our  great  High  Priest,  appears 

Before  his  Father's  throne  ; 
There  on  his  breast  our  nanies  he  wears 
And  counts  oar  cause  his  own. 
0^74^  CM.  Watts. 

*-* '  '^ClirisVs  Compassion  of  the  Weak,  Heb. 
iv.  15,  IG;  V.  7;  Matt.  xii.  20. 

1  "TirriTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

YV     Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness  ; 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

Pie  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure. 

The  great  Redeemer  stood, 
While  Satan's  fier}^  darts  he  bore. 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

Q7  n  C.  M.  Watts. 

^  •  ^  Glirist  and  Aaron,  Heb.  vii.  &  ix. 

1  TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
pj    A  thousand  glories  more 

Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  first  their  own  burnt-offerings  brought, 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin  ; 


THE  PRIESTHOOD    OP  CHRIST.  231 

Tliy  life  was  pure  -svitliout  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  [Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 

Was  on  their  altar  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  offering  takes  away 
For  ever,  all  our  gnilt. 

4  Their  priesthood  ran  through  several  hands, 

For  mortal  was  their  race  ; 
Thy  never-changing  office  stands, 
Eternal  as  thy  days.] 

5  [Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 

With  blood,  (but  not  his  own,) 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears  ! 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

6  But  Christ,  b}^  his  own  powerful  blood, 

Ascends  above  the  skies. 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice.] 

7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns.. 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill ; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slain. 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 

Before  his  Father's  face ; 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 

0  7/:^  L.M.  Watts. 

0  I  y>  Xhc  Priesthood  of  Christ,  Luke  xxiii.  'M. 

1  T>LOOD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies; 
j3  "  Revenge  !"  the  blood  of  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the  dear  stream,  when  Christ  was  slain. 
Speaks  peace  as  loud  from  every  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high  ; 
Behold,  he  lays  his  vengeance  b}'^ ; 
And  rebels  that  deserve  his  sword. 
Become  the  favorites  of  the  Lord. 

3  To  Jesus  let  our  pi-aises  rise, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  sacrifice  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  our  God, 
And  for  om-  pardon  pleads  his  blood. 

Q77  CM.  Wattg. 

^  •  *  The  Offices  of  Christ,  Heb.  viii.  1-3. 


-v\ 


TE  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  ; 


232  THE  PRIESTHOOD  OP   CHRIST. 

Jesus,  tliy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  High  Priest  above. 

Who  ofFer'd  up  his  blood, 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
Our  Advocate  Avith  God. 

3  We  honor  our  exalted  King ! 

How  sweet  are  his  commands  ; 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 

Who  saves  by  different  ways  ; 
His  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 
07  0  S.  M.  Watts. 

^  *  ^ Faith  in  Christ,  our  Sacrifice,  Heb.  ix. 
12  ;  X.  4. 

1  'XTOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
X 1    On  Jewish  altars  slain. 

Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 

A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name. 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  Avould  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine  ; 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 
O^Q  CM.  Newton. 

^  *  ^  The  Priesthood  a  nd  Perfeciio  ns  of  Christ. 

1  /CHRIST  bears  the  name  of  all  his  saints, 
\_J  Deep  on  his  heart  engraved  ; 
Attentive  to  the  state  and  wants 

Of  all  his  love  has  saved. 

2  In  him  a  holiness  complete, 

Light  and  perfection  shine; 


380 


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THE  PRIESTHOOD  OF   CHRIST.  233 

And  wisdom,  grace,  and  glory  meet; 
A  Savior  all  divine. 

3  The  blood,  which,  as  a  priest,  he  bears 

For  sinners,  is  his  own  ; 
The  incense  of  hispraj^ers  and  tears 
Perfumes  the  holy  throne. 

4  In  him  my  weary  soul  has  rest, 

Though  I  am  weak  and  vile  ; 
I  read  my  name  upon  his  breast, 
And  see  the  Father  smile. 

8. 7.  Sonnets. 

The  Healer. 

ESUS  heals  the  broken-hearted, 
Oh  !  how  sweet  that  sound  to  me  ! 
Once  beneath  my  sin  he  smarted, 

Groan'd,  and  bled,  to  set  me  free. 
By  his  sufTrings,  death  and  merits. 
By  liis  Godhead,  blood  and  pain, 
Broken  hearts  or  wounded  spirits, 
Are  at  once  made  whole  again. 

Broken  by  the  law's  loud  thunder, 

To  the  cross  for  refuge  flee  ; 
O'er  his  pungent  sorrows  ponder, 

'Tis  his  stripes  that  healeth  thee.  ' 

Oil  and  wine,  to  heal  and  cherish, 

Jesus  still  to  Israel  gives ; 
Nor  shall  e'er  a  sinner  perish. 

Who  in  his  dear  name  believes. 
In  his  righteousness  confiding, 

Shelter'd  safe  beneath  his  wing, 
Here  they  find  a  sure  abiding. 

And  of  cov'nant  mercy  sing  ; 
Seek,  my  soul,  no  other  healing, 

But  in  Jesus'  balmy  blood  ; 
He,  beneath  the  Spirit's  sealing, 

Stands  the  great  High  Priest  with  God. 

L.  M.  Sonnets. 

The  High  Priest. 

WHEN  Aaron  in  the  holy  place, 
Atonement  made  for  Israel's  race, 
The  names  of  all  their  tribes  express'd, 
He  wore  conspicuous  on  his  breast. 

Twelve  letter'd  stones  with  sculptiire  bold, 
Deep  seated  in  the  wounded  gold, 


381 


234  THE  PRIESTHOOD  OF    CHRIST. 

Glow'd  on  the  breast-plate  richly  bright, 
And  beam'd  characteristic  light. 

3  His  hands  a  golden  censor  held, 
With  burning  coals  and  incense  flll'd ; 
Which  clouded  all  the  holy  room 
With  od'rous  sweets  of  rich  perfume. 

4  And,  lest  the  priest  the.  place  defile, 
A  costly  consecrating  oil, 

AVith  mingled  gums  and  spices  sw^eet, 
Had  for  his  oflice  made  him  meet. 

5  The  liquid  compound  from  his  head. 
Its  unctious  odors  downwards  spread  ; 
Delicious  drops,  like  balmy  dews. 
O'er  all  the  man  their  sweets  diffuse. 

6  Array'd  in  hallow'd  vests  he  stood. 
Sprinkled  with  holy  oil  and  blood ; 
The  tabernacle's  sacred  frame, 
And  all  within  it,  shar'd  the  same. 

7  So,  when  our  great  Melchisedec 
The  true  atonement  came  to  make, 
A  holy  oil  anoints  him  too- 
Richer  than  Aaron  ever  knew. 

8  Deep  in  his  breast  engrav'd  he  bore 
,  Our  names,  with  ev'ry  penal  score ; 

When  press'd  to  earth  he  prostrate  lay — 
Shock'd  at  the  sum,  yet  prompt  to  pay. 

OOO  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

fj<jzj  rpj^Q  i)iQQ^  gfiQ^ii  ijQ  unto  thee  for  a  toketu 


'I 


N  types  and  shadows  we  are  told, 
Jesus  was  seen  in  days  of  old, 
Before  the  gospel  dawn  came  in, 
A  glorious  sacrifice  for  sin. 

The  Paschal  Lamb  which  Israel  slew, 
Ye  seed  of  Jacob,  speaks  to  you ; 
Holds  Jesus  forth,  from  blemish  free, 
WJiose  blood's  a  peaceful  sign  to  thee. 
If  sprinkled  o'er  thy  conscience  now. 
How  greatly  lov'd  and  blcss'd  art  thou  ; 
Thousands  there  are,  who  never  see 
This  peaceful  sign,  made  known  to  thee. 

Once  Jesus  as  thy  surety,  bled. 
Was  crown'd  with  thorns,  to  Calv'ry  led, 
From  Sinai's  curse  to  set  thee  free  ; 
His  blood's  a  peaceful  sign  to  thee. 


T' 


THE  PRIESTnOOP  OF   CHRIST.  235 

5  Then  why,  my  soul,  sliouldst  thou  despair, 
And  doubt  tlie  Savior's  constant  care? 
Torn  from  himself,  thou  can'st  not  be ; 
His  blood's  a  peaceful  sign  to  thee. 

QOO  lis.  Sonnets. 

^^^         Jesus  the  true  shepherd. 

I  HE  voice  of  the  Shepherd 
Hi.s  flock  shall  convene, 
And  lead  them  to  pastures 

All  fertile  and  green  ; 
But  unto  the  stranger 

They  will  not  draw  near, 
AVho  calls  to  deceive  them, 
'  Lo  here,  and  Lo  there.' 

The  blood  of  this  Shepherd 

His  flock  did  redeem  ; 
Grace,  mercy  and  peace, 

Came  to  sinners  by  him ; 
'Tis  he  who  hath  told  them 

Of  such  to  beware, 
Wlio  cry  as  deceivers, 

'  Lo  here,  and  Lo  there.* 

He  calls  them  by  name. 

And  before  them  he  goes. 
To  guide,  guard,  and  succour 

His  lambs  from  his  foes ; 
And,  glory  to  Jesus, 

His  church  is  his  care, 
Tho'  oft  they  are  halting, 

'Twixt  '  Here,  and  Lo  there.* 

Deceivers  shall  come, 

As  the  scriptures  aver. 
And  thousands  to  final 

Destruction  shall  err; 
Yet,  proving  their  calling, 

The  saints  persevere. 
While  hirelings  are  bawling, 

'  Lo  here,  and  Lo  there.' 

Those  gospel  rejecters 

The  fence  shall  leap  o'er. 
And  enter  the  sheep-fold, 

But  not  by  the  door  ; 
And  fraught  with  delusion, 

And  harden'd  to  fear, 
Shall  cry  in  confusion, 

*  Lo  here,  and  Lo  there.' 


236  THE  PRIESTHOOD  OF    CHRIST. 

6      The  way  to  the  Father 

Is  Jesus  the  Son, 
In  all  that  he  suffei-'d, 

In  all  that  he's  done  ; 
And  this  shall  the  heralds 

Of  Jesus  declare, 
Till  folded  in  Zion, 

His  sheep  shall  appear. 


384 


C.  M.  Newton. 

The  true  Aaron,  Lev.  viii.  7-9. 


1  C1EE  Aaron,  God's  anointed  priest, 
O  Within  the  veil  appear, 

In  robes  of  mystic  meaning  drest, 
Presenting  Israel's  prayer. 

2  The  plate  of  gold  which  crowns  his  brows 

His  holiness  describes  ; 
His  breast  displays,  in  shining  rows, 
The  names  of  all  the  tribes. 

3  With  the  atoning  blood  he  stands 

Before  the  mercy-seat ; 
And  clouds  of  incense  from  his  hands 
Ai-ise  with  odor  sweet. 

4  Urim  and  Thummim  near  his  heart, 

In  rich  engravings  worn, 
The  sacred  light  of  truth  impart, 
To  teach  and  to  adorn. 

5  Through  him  the  eye  of  faith  descries 

A  greater  priest  than  he  ; 
Thus  Jesus  pleads  above  the  skies, 
Remember  you  and  me. 

6  He  bears  the  names  of  all  his  saints 

Deep  on  his  heart  engrav'd  ; 
Attentive  to  the  state  and  wants 
Of  all  his  love  has  saved. 

7  In  him  a  holiness  complete. 

Light  and  perfections  shine, 
And  wisdom,  grace,  and  glory  meet ; 
A  Savior  all  divine ! 

8  The  blood,  which  as  a  priest  he  bears 

For  sinners,  is  his  own ; 
The  incense  of  his  prayers  and  tears 
Perfume  the  holy  throne. 

9  In  him  my  Aveary  soul  has  rest, 

Though  I  am  weak  and  vile, 


THE  PRIESTHOOD  OP  CHRIST  237 

I  read  my  name  upon  his  bveas  , 
Aud  see  the  Father  smile. 

qox  CM.  Watts. 

000  Christ  0U7' Fassovcr. 

1  T"  0  !  the  destroying  angel  flies 

fl  J  To  Pharaoli's  stubborn  land ; 
The  pride  and  flower  of  Egypt  dies 
By  liis  vindictive  hand. 

2  He  passed  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 

Nor  joour'd  the  wrath  divine  ; 
He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 
Aud  blest  the  peaceful  sign. 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed 

To  break  the  Egyptian  yoke  ; 
Thus  Israel  is  from  bondage  freed, 
And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  too, 

With  blood  so  rich  as  thine, 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 
This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 

5  Jesus  our  passover  was  slain, 

And  has  at  once  procured 
Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  God's  avenging  sword. 

OO/^  C.  M.  Watts. 

OOUy;^g  j_tonenieni'of  Christ,  Rom.  iii.  25. 

1  "TTQW  is  our  nature  spoil'd  by  sin  ! 

Ml    Yet  nature  ne'er  hath  found 
The  way  to  make  the  consrlence  clean, 
Or  heal  the  painful  wound. 

2  In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 

By  methods  of  our  own  ; 
Jesus,  there's  nothing  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  thy  throne. 

3  The  threatenings  of  thy  broken  law 

Impress  our  souls  with  dread ; 
If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  our  spirits  dead. 

4  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 

Hath  answer'd  these  demands, 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 
Come  down  by  Jesus'  hands. 

6  Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, 

The  altar  and  the  lamb ; 


238  THE  PRIESTHOOD  OP  CHRIST. 

And  prophets  in  their  visions  see 
Salvation  through  his  name. 

6  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  0  Lord; 
'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  res^t ; 
For  ever  be  thy  love  ador'd, 
Thy  name  for  ever  blest. 
Q Q7  L.  M.  Watts. 

*-*^  *  Christ  our  High  Priest  and  King,  and 
Christ  coming  to  Judgment,  Rev.  i.  5-7. 

'OW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his' dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleaus'd  our  foulest  sins, 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  richest  blood; 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  .Jesus  our  atoning  Priest, 
To  Jesus  our  superior  King, 

Be  everlasting  power  confess'd, 
And  every  tv>ngue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes; 
And  every  eye  adiall  see  him  move  ; 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 

■    Now  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail 
A\1iile  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  ; 
Come,  Lord  ;  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

qoo  L.M.  Watts. 

OOO^^/ig  Kingdom  and  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  rnHUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea 

I    Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thi^s  he  swore 

*  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 

'  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

2  '  Aaron  and  all  his  sons  must  die  ; 
'  But  everlasting  life  is  thine, 

'  To  save  for  ever  those  that  fly 

*  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  '  By  me  Melchisedec  was  made 

*  On  earth  a  king  and  priest  at  once ; 

*  And  thou,  my  heavenly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 

*  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  sons.' 

4  Jesus  the  Priest  ascends  his  throne, 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 


THE  PRIESTHOOD  OP    CHRIST.  239 

Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honor  and  success. 

6  Through    the  whole    earth  his    reign  shall 
s^n-ead, 
And  crush  the  powers  that  dare  rebel ; 
Then  shall  he  judgethe  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  liis  glorious  way. 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  I  lood, 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Qqq  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  ChrisVs  Kingdomand Priesthood. 

1  XESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
#i    And  near  thy  Father  sit; 

In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree 

Xor  changes  what  he  swore  ; 
'  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
*  AVhen  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  '  Melchisedec,  that  wondrous  priest, 

'  That  king  of  high  degree, 
'  That  holy  man  who  Abr'am  blest, 
'  Was  but  a  type  of  thee.' 

5  Jesus  our  Priest  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jesus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  blessings  of  his  love. 

6  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 

And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

QQn  P-  M-  Cennick. 

'-'^^  High-priest. 

1        A     GOOD  High-priest  is  come, 

J\.  Supplying  Aaron's  place. 

And,  taking  up  his  room, 

Dispensing  life  and  grace  ; 
The  law  by  Aaron's  pries. hood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  hy  Jesus'  name. 


240  THE  PRIESTHOOD  OF  CHRIST. 

2  My  Lord  a  priest  is  made 
As  sware  tiie  mighty  God 
To  Israel  and  liis  seed  ; 
Ordain'd  to  oS'er  blood 

For  sinners,  who  his  mercy  seek; 
A  priest,  as  was  Melchisedec. 

3  He  once  temptations  knew 
Of  every  sort  and  kind, 
Tliat  he  might  succour  show 
To  every  tempted  mind  ; 

In  every  point,  the  Lamb  was  tried 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  died. 

4  He  dies  ;  but  lives  again, 
And  by  the  altar  stands  ; 
There  shows  how  he  was  slain, 
Op'ning  his  pierced  hands  ; 

Our  priest  abides,  and  pleads  the  cause 
Of  us,  who  have  transgress'd  his  laws. 

5  I  other  priests  disclaim, 
And  laws,  and  offerings  too  ; 
^one  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 
The  mighty  work  can  do ; 

He  shall  have  all  the  prajse,  for  he 
Hath  lov'd,  and  liv'd,  and  died  for  me. 

OQl  L.  M.  Stennett. 

Ou  ±  rpjiQ  ^Excellency  of  the  Priesthood 

of  Christ. 

1  '~\/rONG  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race, 

1 Y  I    Jesus  the  most  illustrious  stands; 
The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  a^ve  demands. 

2  Not  Aaron  or  Melchisedec 

Could  claim  such  high  descent  as  he, 
His  nature  and  his  names  bespeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree. 

3  Descended  from  the  eternal  God, 
He  bears  tlie  name  of  his  own  Son  ; 
And,  dress'd  in  human  flesh  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  priestly  garments  on. 

4  The  mitred  crown,  the  embroider'd  vest, 
With  graceful  dignity  he  wears  ; 

And,  in  full  splendor,  on  his  breast 
The  sacred  oracle  appears. 

5  So  he  presents  his  sacrifice, — 
An  offering  most  divinely  sweet; 


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While  clonds  of  fragrant  incense  rise, 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy-seat. 

6  The  Father,  with  approving  smile, 
Accepts  tlie  ofloring  of  his  Son  : 
New  joys  the  wondering  angels  feel, 
And  haste  to  bear  the  tidings  down. 

7  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 
Gives  sacred  pleasure  to  my  breast; 
Henceforth,  my  soul,  thy  cause  commit 
To  Christ,  thy  Advocate  and  Priest. 

Qq9  C.  M.  Cennick. 

Or7-j        Christ  the  Burden  of  the  Song. 

1  rpHOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

I      We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name. 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  0  let  us  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  speak, 
And  in  our  Priest  we  will  rejoice. 
Thou  great  Melchisedec. 

3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name. 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favor'd  throng, 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  load. 
And  Chi'ist  shall  be  our  song. 


KEVELATION. 

on  Q  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^*~* Heaven  invisible  and  hah/. — 1  Cor.  ii.  9, 

10.    Rev.  xxi.  27. 

1  l^OR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
1_1    Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  hath  pvepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Sou. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come. 

The  beams  of  glory  in  liis  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 


242  KEYELATION. 

No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  see  or  taste  tlie  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  Book  of  Life, 

There  all  their  names  are  found ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

QQ4  L.  M.  W. 

*^^^    Looking  unto  Jesus Heb.  xii.  2. 

>Y  various  maxims,  forms,  and  rules, 
That  pass  for  wisdom  in  the  schools, 
I  strove  my  passion  to  restrain. 
But  all  ray  efforts  prov'd  in  vain. 

2  Bat  since  the  Savior  I  have  known, 
My  rules  are  all  reduc'd  to  one. 

To  keep  my  Lord,  by  faith,  in  view  ; 
This  strength  supplies,  and  motives  too. 

3  I  see  him  lead  a  suff 'ring  life, 
Patient  amidst  reproach  and  strife  ; 
And  from  his  pattern  courage  take, 
To  bear  and  suffer  for  his  sake. 

4  Upon  the  cross  I  see  him  bleed. 

And  by  the  sight  from  guilt  am  freed ; 
This  sight  destroys  the  life  of  sin, 
A  id  quickens  heavenly  life  within. 

5  To  look  to  Jesus  as  he  rose. 
Confirms  my  faith,  disarms  my  foes; 
Satan  I  shame  and  overcome, 

By  pointing  to  ray  Sa\ior's  tomb. 

6  Exalted  on  his  glorious  throne, 

I  see  him  make  my  cause  his  own  ; 
Then  all  ray  anxious  cares  subside, 
For  Jesus  lives,  and  will  provide. 

7  I  see  him  look  with  pity  down. 

And  hold  in  view  the  conq'ror's  crown  ; 
If  press'd  with  gi-iefs  and  cares  before. 
My  soul  revives,  nor  asks  for  more. 

8  By  faith  I  see  the  hour  at  hand. 
When  in  his  presence  I  shall  stand  ; 
Then  it  will  be  my  endless  bliss. 
To  see  hira  where,  and  as  he  is. 


REVELATION.  243 

QQK  C.  M.  Cowper. 

OdO  j^;,g  j^igj^i  ^„^  QiQ^,y  Qf  i^^Q  Word. 

1  rilFTE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

I     Aiul  brings  the  truth  to  sight; 
Precepts  and  promises  attbrd 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
ft  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  trutlis  upon  the  nation  rise, 
Tliej'  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine. 

For  such  a  bright  display. 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love  ; 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


396 


C.  M.  Newton. 

The  Book  of  Oreation. 


1  rpHE  Book  of  Nature  open  lies, 

I       With  much  instruction  stor'd  ; 
But  till  the  Lord  anoints  our  eyes, 
We  cannot  read  a  word. 

2  Philosophers  have  por'd  in  vain. 

And  guess'd  from  age  to  age  ; 
For  reason's  eye  could  ne'er  attain 
To  understand  a  page. 

3  Though  to  each  star  they  give  a  name, 

Its  size  and  motions  teach; 
The  truths  which  all  the  stars  proclaim, 
Tlieir  wisdom  cannot  reach. 

i  With  skill  to  measure  earth  and  sea, 
And  weigh  the  subtle  air  ; 
They  cannot.  Lord,  discover  thee, 
Though  present  ev'ry where. 

5  The  knowledge  of  the  saints  excels 
The  Avisdom  of  the  schools ; 
To  tliem  his  secrets  God  reveals. 
Though  men  account  them  fools. 


244  RE\'ELATION. 

6  To  them  the  sun  and  stars  on  high, 

The  flowers  that  paint  the  field,* 
And  all  the  artless  birds  that  tiy, 
Divine  instruction  3'ield. 

7  The  creatures  on  their  senses  press, 

As  witnesses  to  prove 
Their  Savior's  power  and  faithfulness, 
His  providence  and  love. 

8  Thus  may  we  study  Nature's  Book, 

To  make  us  wise  indeed! 
And  pity  those  who  only  look 

At  what  they  cannot  read.f 
007  CM.  Newton. 

^*^  •  Moon-Light 

1  rriHE  moon  has  but  a  borrow'd  light, 

I      A  faint  and  feeble  ray  ; 
She  owes  her  beauty  to  the  night, 
And  hides  herself  by  day. 

2  No  cheering  warmth  her  beam  conveys, 

Though  pleasing  to  behold  ; 
We  might  upon  her  brightness  gaze 
Till  we  were  starv'd  with  cold. 

3  Just  such  is  all  the  light  to  man 

Wliich  reason  can  impart ; 
It  cannot  show  one  object  plain, 
Nor  warm  the  frozen  heart. 

4  Thus  moon-light  views  of  truths  divine, 

To  many  fatal  j)rove. 
For  what  avail  in  gifts  to  shine,:}: 
Without  a  spark  of  love  ? 

5  The  gospel,  like  the  sun  at  noon, 

Affords  a  glorious  light ; 
Then  fallen  reason's  boasted  moon 
Appears  no  longer  bright. 

6  And  grace  not  light  alone  bestows, 

But  adds  a  quick'ning  power ; 
The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose,§ 
And  sin  prevails  no  more. 

*Matt.  vi.  26-28.    fRom.  i.  20.    X\  Cor.  xlii.  1. 
§Isa.  XXXV.  1. 


ICTNGDOM  and  OOVEBNMENT  op  CHRIST.      245 


KINGDOM  AND  GOVERNMENT  OF  CHRIST. 

OQ  q  p.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

OdO  rji^Q  Kingdom  of  Christ.— VhW.  iv.  4. 

1  "p  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King  ; 
JLV  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  ever  more  ! 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  vclce 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Savior  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains. 

He  took  his  seat  above  :  [Lift  up,  &c. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

He  rule^  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given  :  [Lift  up,  &c. 

4  [He  all  his  foes  shall  quell ; 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy  :  [Lift  up,  &c.] 

6      Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 

And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  Archangel's  voice  ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice. 

qoo  lO's  &  Il's.  Hart. 

uOUiij^gy.  Thins  is  the  kingdom.^' -Matt .  vi.13. 

1  'VT'E  souls  that  are  weak,  and  helpless  and 

X         poor. 

Who  know  not  to  speak,  much  less  to  do  more, 
Lo  !  here  's  a  foundation  for  comfort  and  peace  ; 
In  Christ  is  salvation  ;  the  kingdom  is  liis. 

2  With  power  he  rules,  and  wonders  performs  ; 
Gives  conduct  to  fools,  and  courage  to  worms, 

Beset  by  sore  evils,  without  and  witliin. 
By  legions  of  de\ils,  and  mountains  of  sin. 

3  Then  be  notafraid  ;  all  power  is  given 

To  Jesus,  our  Head,  in  eartli  and  in  heaven: 
Thro'  him  we  shall  conquer  tlie  mightiest  foes : 
Our  Captain  is  stronger  than  all  that  oppose. 


246  KINGDOM    AND 

4  [His  power  from  above  he'll  Idndly  impart, 
So  free  is  his  love,  so  tender  his  heart ; 

Redeem'd  with  his  merit,  we're  wash'd  in  his 

blood  ; 
Renew'd  by  his  Spirit,  we've  power  with  God.] 

5  Thy  grace  we  adore,  Director  divine  ; 

The  kingdom,  and  power,  and  glory  are  thine. 
Preserve  us  from  running  on  rocks  or  on  shelves, 
From  foes  strong  and  cunning,  and  most  from 
ourselves. 

6  Reign  o'er  us  as  King,  accomplish  thy  will, 
And  powerfully  bring  us  forth  from  all  ill ; 

Till  falling  before  thee,  we  laud  thy  lov'dnanie, 
Ascribing  the  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

^AA  CM.  Watts. 

j^yjyj  Qjirist^s  Death,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 

Ps.  Ixviii.  18. 

SING  my  Savior's  wondrous  death  ; 
He  conquer 'd  when  he  fell: 
"  'Tis  finish'd,"  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  "  'Tis  finish'd !"  our  Immanuel  cries  ; 

The  dreadful  work  is  done  : 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise ; 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

.For  glory  and  renown, 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crowu. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side. 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 
To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye 

Await  their  several  crowns  ; 
And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 

4^ AT  S.  M.  Watts. 

^^  -^     Chrisfs  Kingdom  and  Majesty. 

1  nnHE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 

I     Let  all  the  nations  fear. 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 

And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jesus  the  Savior  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord : 


GOVERNMENT  OF  CURIST.  247 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne, 
His  honors  are  divine  ; 

His  church  shall  make  his  -w-onders  known, 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
How  terrible  liis  praise  ! 

Justice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

/{()(}  C.  M.  Watts. 

'±U-j  Christ  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  tcor:^hip- 

ped  by  all  the  Creation. — Ilev.  v.  11-13. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
V_.'  Witli  angels  round  the  throne  ; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  *  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,'  they  cry, 

'  To  be  exalted  thus  ;' 
'  Worthy  the  Lamb,'  our  lips  reply, 
'  For  he  was  slain  for  us.' 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Consjiire  to  raise  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  "Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

'ChrisVs  Humiliation  and  Exaltation.— 
Rev.  V.  12. 

1  "IXrHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

\  V    To  thee,  0  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
Wlien  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  tliy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain,  ^ 
The  Prince  of  Life  that  g:oan'd  and  died^ 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty'  Father's  side. 


403, 


i,48  KINGDOM    AND 

3  Power  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
Wlio  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar; 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  there. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss: 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might. 
Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid. 
Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scr.rn ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  briglit  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men : 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen. 

AOA  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^^A  new  song  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

Rev.  v.  6.  8,  9,  10.  12. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 

I  >  Amidst  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around. 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hj'mns  they  raise  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 

Into  thy  secret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  should  take  that  book 
And  open  every  seal? 

6  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees. 
The  Son  deserves  it  well ; 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death  and  hell !] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glorj-,  joy  remain 
"  For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 


GOVERNMENT  OP  CHRIST.  249 

Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power  : 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 


405 


L.M.  Watts. 

A  vision  of  tlw  Lamb. — Rev.  v.  6-9. 

1  A  LL  mortal  vanities,  begone, 

jLjL  Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears, 
Behold  amidst  th'  eternal  throne 
A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  ; 
Seven  are  his  eyes,  and  seven  his  horns, 
To  speak  his  wisdom  and  his  power. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  sealed  book 
From  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne  : 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  assembling  saints  around 
Fall  worshiping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  songs  of  gospel-sound 
Address  their  honors  to  his  name. 

5  [The  joy,  the  shout,  the  harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  everlasting  hills, 

*  Worthy  art  thou  alone,'  they  cry, 
'  To  read  the  book,  to  loose  the  seals.] 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  strain, 
And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 

'  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
'  To  be  our  teacher  and  our  king  !' 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counsels,,  deep  designs  ; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  shall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

8  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  from  hell 
With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 

And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel 
Are  now  made  favorites  of  their  God. 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
That  died  for  treasons  not  his  own, 
By  every  tongue  to  be  ador'd. 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 


250  KINGDOM    AND 

AOfi  L.M.  Watts, 

tuu^'/ie  glory  of  Christ,  and  power  of  his 

Oo^pel. 

1  'VfOW  bo  my  heai-t  iuspir'd  to  sing 
a\    The  glories  of  mj'^  Savior-King, 
Jesus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  hoAV  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  "with  a  superior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows. 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword  ; 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Shall  pierce  thy  foes  of  stubborn  heart; 
Or  words  of  mere}',  kind  and  sweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  0  God,  for  ever  stands, 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands : 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right, 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richlj^  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head, 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 

His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

407  CM.  Watts. 

^^  *  The  song  of  Zacharias,  and  the  Message 
of  John  the  Baptist ;  or,  Light  and  Salvation 
by  Jesus  Christ. — Luke  i.  G7,  &c.    John  i.  29. 

1  ^OW  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd, 
J3i    Who  makes  his  truth  appear, 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 

And  all  the  oaths  he  sware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root 

With  blessings  from  the  skies  , 
He  makes  the  Branch  of  promise  grow, 
The  promis'd  Horn  arise. 

3  [John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord 

To  go  before  his  face. 
The  herald  which  our  Savior-God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  salvation  known, 

He  speaks  of  pardon'd  sins ; 


GOVERNMENT  OF   CHRIST.  251 

While  grace  d  vine,  and  heavenly  love 
111  its  own  glory  shines. 

6  '  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  (he  cries) 
*  That  takes  our  guilt  away  ; 
'  I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head 
'  On  his  baptizing  day.] 

6  '  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high, 

'  Sink  every  mountain  low, 

*  The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 

'  Shall  his  salvation  know. 

7  '  The  heathen  realms  with  Israel's  land 

'  Shall  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 

*  And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see 

'  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

8  '  Behold  the  morning-star  arise, 

'  Ye  that  in  darkness  sit; 
'  He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
'  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet.' 

A()Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

TiUO  Praise  to  God  from  all  JSfations. 

1  TT^ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Aj    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  pr.iise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  ar.d  set  no  more. 

AC)Q  S.  M.  Watts. 

^^^  The  same. 

1  rriHY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL   Shall  sound  through  distant  lands; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  ; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 

'Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Al  0  P.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

^±yj        Evangelical  rhilanthropy. 

1      "OEJOICE,  the  Savior  reigns 
A\  Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
He  breaks  the  pris'ners'  chains, 
And  makes  them  free  a.scaiu: 


252  KINGDOM    AND 

Let  hell  oppose  God's  only  Son, 
In  spite  of  foes  his  cause  goes  on. 

2  The  cause  cf  righteousness, 
And  truth  and  holy  peace, 
Design'd  our  world  to  bless. 
Shall  spread  and  never  cease  : 

Gentile  or  Jew,  their  souls  shall  bow, 
Allegiance  due  with  rapture  vow. 

3  The  baffled  prince  of  hell 
In  vain  new  projects  tries, 
Truth's  empire  to  repel 
By  cruelty  and  lies  : 

Th'  infernal  gates  shall  rage  in  vain, 
Conquest  awaits  the  Lamb  once  slain. 

4  He  died,  but  soon  arose. 
Triumphant  o'er  the  grave  ; 
And  now  himself  he  shows 
Omnipotent  to  save  : 

Let  rebels  kiss  the  victor's  feet, 
Etemal  bliss  his  subjects  meet. 

5  All  power  is  in  his  hand, 
His  people  to  defend, 

To  his  most  high  command 

Shall  millions  more  attend  : 
All  heaven  Avith  smiles  approves  his  cause, 
And  distant  isles  receive  his  laws. 

6  This  little  seed  from  heaven 
Shall  soon  become  a  tree  ; 
This  ever-blessed  leaven 
DifFus'd  abroad  must  be  : 

Till  God  the  Son  shall  come  again, 
It  must  go  on.    Amen!  Amen! 

PAUSE. 

7  Ye  who  have  known  his  name. 
Subserve  his  glorious  plan  ; 
Proclaim  to  all  your  race 

The  friend  of  God  and  man  : 
How  happj'^  ye  who  own  his  sway  I 
Ye  own'd  shall  be  another  day. 

3      All  hail,  incarnate  Lord, 

Our  souls  triumphant  cry  ; 

Be  thy  bless' d  name  ador'd, 

By  all  beneath  the  sky  : 
But  when  we  join  the  hosts  above. 
In  strains  divine  we'll  sing  thy  love. 


GOVERNMENT  OP  CHRIST.  253 

All  L.M.  Rippon'sCol. 

■^-^  -•-  He  must  7'eign. 

1  "\7"ES,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign, 

1     Till  all  thy  haughty  foes  submit ; 
Till  hell,  and  all  her  trembling  train, 
Become  like  dust  beneath  thy  feet. 

2  Then  rescu'd  souls  shall  bless  thy  power, 
Tliy  arm  shall  full  salvation  bring  ; 

Thy  saints,  in  that  illustrious  hour, 

Shall  conquer  with  their  conquering  King. 

3  And  when,  through  brilliant  gates  of  gold, 
Thou  lead'st  thy  chosen  to  the  skies, 
May  we  the  shining  pomp  behold, 

And  partners  of  the  triumph  rise. 

4  Then,  rang'd  thy  blazing  throne  around, 
The  Savior's  honor's  we'll  proclaim  ; 
While  heaven's  transported  realms  resound 
Thy  glorious  deeds  and  darling  name. 

Al  9  8's  &  7's.         Fuller's  ( 

-*^-*-"^      Gratitude  for  the  Atonement. 

1  XT' AIL!  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
JLI  Hail  thou  Gallilean  King  ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Savior, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor  ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed. 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
B}^  almighty  love  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

4  All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 
Peace  is  made  'twixt  us  and  God. 

5  Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 


413 
'OS 


Montgomery. 


COME,  let  us  sing  to  the  Lord, 
God  our  salvation  rejoice  ; 


2o4  KINGDOM    AND 

In  psalms  of  thanksgiving  record 
His  praise,  with  one  sp4rit,  one  voice ! 

For  Jehovah  is  King,  and  He  reigns. 
The  God  of  all  gods,  ou  his  throne  ; 

Tlie  strength  of  tlie  ixills  he  maintains, 
The  ends  of  the  eartli  are  his  own. 

2  The  sea  is  Jehovah's  ;  He  made 

The  tide  its  dominion  to  know  ; 
The  land  is  Jehovah's  ; — He  laid 

Its  solid  foundations  below  : 
Oh  come,  let  us  worship,  and  kneel 

Before  the  Creator,  our  God ! 
— Tlie  people  who  serve  Him  with  zeal, 

— The  flock  whom  he  guides  witli  liisrod. 

3  As  Moses,  the  fathers  of  old 

Through  the  sea  and  the  wilderness  led, 
His  wonderful  works  we  behold, 

Witli  manna  from  heaven  are  fed  : 
To-day,  let  us  hearken,  to-day, 

To  the  voice  that  yet  speaks  from  above, 
And  all  his  commandments  obey. 

For  all  his  commandments  are  love. 

4  His  wrath  let  us  fear  to  provoke, 

To  dwell  in  his  favor  unite  ; 
His  service  is  freedom,  his  yoke 

Is'.easy,  his  bm-den  is  light : 
But,  oh  !  of  rebellion  beware, 

Rebellion,  that  hardens  the  breast. 
Lest  God  in  his  anger  should  swear 

That  we  shall  not  enter  his  rest. 


414 


11. 8s.  Montgomery. 


1  "|3E  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth! 
J3  Oh,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear! 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirtli, 

With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  For  Jehovah  is  God, — and  Jehovah  alone. 

Creator  and  ruler  o'er  all ; 
And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

S  Oh,  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and 
song, 
Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim ; 
Hispraise  withmelodious accordance  prolong, 
Ajid  bless  his  adorable  name  ! 


GOVERNMENT  OP  CHKIST.  255 

For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexprcssiblj-  good, 
And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand  ; 

His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 


415 


SUFFERINGS  AlTD  DEATU  OF  CHRIST. 

L.  M.  Hart. 

On  the  Passion,  Matt.  xxvi.  3G-45  ;  Mark 
xiv.  32-41 ;  Luke  xxii.,  &c. 

COME,  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God, 
That  long  to  feel  the  cleansing  blood  ; 
In  pensive  pleasure  join  with  me, 
To  sing  of  sad  Gethsemane. 

[Gethsemane ,  the  olive  press  ! 
(And  Avhy  so  call 'd,  let  Christians  gness  ;) 
Fit  name!  fit  place!  where  vengeance  strove, 
And  griped  and  grappled  hard  with  love.] 

'Twashere  the  Lord  of  life  appear'd. 

And  sigh'd,  and  groan'd,  and  pray'd  and 

fear'd  ; 
Bore  all  incarnate  God  could  bear, 
Wth  strength  enough,  and  none  to  spare. 

The  powers  of  hell  united  press'd. 

And  squeezed    his    heart  and  bruised  his 

breast ! 
What  dreadful  conflicts  raged  within,  [skin. 
When  sweat  and  blood  forced  through  the 

[Dispatch'd  from  heaven  an  angel  stood, 
Amazed  to  find  him  bathed  in  blood  ; 
Adored  by  angels,  and  obeyed, 
But  loAver  now  than  angels  made. 

He  stood  to  strengthen,  not  to  fight ; 
Justice  exacts  its  utmost  mite  ; 
This  Victim  vengeance  will  pursue  ; 
He  undertook,  and  must  gotlirough.] 

[Three  favored  servants,  left  not  far, 
Were  bid  to  wait  and  watch  the  war ; 
But  Christ  withdrawn,  what  watch  we  keep! 
To  shun  the  sight  they  sunk  in  sleep.] 

Backwards  and  forwards  thrice  he  ran. 
As  if  he  sought  some  help  from  man  ; 


416 


256  SUFFERINGS  AND 

Or  wisli'd,  at  least,  they  would  condole 
('Twas  all  they  could)  liis  tortured  soul. 

9  [What  e'er  he  sought  for,  there  was  none; 
Our  Captain  fought  tlie  field  alone  ; 

Soon  as  the  Chief  to  battle  led, 
That  moment  every  soldier  fled.] 

10  Mysterious  conflict !  dark  disguise  ! 
Hid  from  all  creatures'  peering  eyes; 
Angels,  astonish'd,  view  the  scene  ; 
And  wonder  yet,  what  all  could  mean. 

11  0  Mount  of  Olives,  sacred  grove  ! 
0  Garden,  scene  of  tragic  love  ! 
What  bitter  herbs  thy  beds  produce 

How  rank  then*  scent,  how  harsh  their  juice! 

L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Same. 

1  A  ND  why,  dear  Savior,  tell  me  why, 

/\    Thou  tims  wouldst  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  ; 
What  mighty  motive  could  thee  move  ? 
The  motive's  plain;  'twas  all  for  love. 

2  For  love  of  whom?    Of  sinners  base, 
A  harden'd  herd,  a  rebel  race  ; 

That  mock'd  and  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  wanton'd  with  the  wounds  of  God. 

3  [When  rocks  and  mountains  rent  with  dread, 
And  gaping  graves  gave  up  their  dead ; 
When  the  fair  sun  withdrew  his  light. 

And  hid  his  head  to  shun  the  sight : 

4  Then  stood  the  wretch  of  human  race, 
And  raised  his  head,  and  showed  his  face, 
Gazed  unconcern'd  when  nature  fail'd, 
Andscoff'd,andsneer'd,andcurs'dandrail'd.] 

6  Harder  than  rocks  and  mountains  are. 
More  dull  than  dirt  and  earth  by  far, 
Man  view'd  unmoved  the  blood's  rich  stream, 
Nor  ever  dream'd  it  flow'd  for  him. 

6  [Such  was  the  race  of  sinful  men, 
Tliat  gain'd  that  great  salvation  then; 
Such,  and  such  only,  still  we  see  ; 
Such  they  were  all ;  and  such  are  we. 

7  The  Jews  with  thorns  his  temples  crown'd, 
And  lasli'd  him  when  his  hands  were  bound; 
But  thorns,  and  knotted  whips,  and  bands 
By  us  were  furnish'd  to  their  hands. 


DEATn  OF  CHRIST.  257 

8  They  nailM  him  to  the  accursed  tree ; 
(They  did,  my  brethren,  so  did  wc  ;) 
The  soldier  i)ierced  his  side,  'tis  true: 
But  we  have  i)ierced  hiiu  thro'  aud  thro'.] 

9  0  love  of  unexampled  kind  ! 

That  leaves  all  thoughts  so  far  behind ; 
Where  length,  and  breadth,  aud  depth  and 

height. 
Are  lost  to  my  astonisli'd  sight. 

10  For  love  to  me  the  Son  of  God 
Drain'd  every  drop  of  vital  blood. 
Long  time  I  after  idols  ran  ; 

But  now  my  God's  a  martyr'd  man. 


417 


S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Passion  aud  Exaltation  of  Christ, 
Heb.  ix.  28  :  Eom.  vi.  10. 


1  /^OME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
\J  Your  noblest  music  bring  ; 

'Tis  Christ  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Christ  the  Man,  we  sing. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt ; 

Sing  tie  dear  drops  of  sacred  blood, 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 

3  [Alas!  the  cruel  spear 
Went  deep  into  his  side  ; 

And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 
Their  murderous  weapons  dyed.] 

4  [The  waves  of  swelling  grief 
l)id  o'er  his  bosom  roll. 

And  mountains  of  almighty  wrath. 
Lay  heavy  on  his  soul.] 

6      DoAvn  to  the  shades  of  death, 

He  bow'd  his  awful  head; 

Yet  he  arose  to  live  and  reign 

When  death  itse'f  is  dead. 

6  jSTo  more  the  bloody  spear, 
The  cross  and  nails  no  more  ; 

For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name, 
And  all  the  heavens  adore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  sits, 
High  on  his  Father's  throne  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 
Aud  smiles  upon  his  Son. 
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258  SUFFERINGS  AND 

8      [There  his  full  glories  shine, 
With  uncreated  rays  ; 
And  bless  his  saints'  and  angels'  ejes, 
To  everlasting  days.] 

4^1  Q  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^-^  ^  Christ  in  the  garden. 

1  /^OME  hither,  ye  that  fain  would  kno\r 
\J  Th'  exceeding  sinfulness  of  sin; 
Come  see  a  scene  of  matchless  wo, 

And  tell  me  what  it  all  can  mean. 

2  Behold  the  darling  Son  of  God 

Bow'd  down  with  horror  to  the  ground, 
Wrung  at  the  heart,  and  sweating  blood. 
His  eyes  in  tears  of  sorrow  drown'd  ! 

3  See  how  the  victim  panting  lies. 

His  soul  with  bitter  anguish  press'd  ! 
^e  sighs,  he  faints,  he  groans,  he  cries, 
Dismay'd,  dejected,  shock'd,  distress'd  ! 

4  What  pangs  are  these  that  tear  his  heart? 

What  burden's  this  that's  on  him  laid? 
What  means  this  agony  of  smart  ? 
What  makes  our  Maker  hang  his  head? 

5  'Tis  justice  ■with  its  iron  rod, 

Intiicting  strokes  of  wrath  divine  ; 
'Tis  the  vindictive  hand  of  God, 
Incens'd  at  all  your  sins  and  mine. 

6  Deep  in  his  breast  our  names  were  cut; 

He  undertook  our  desperate  debt, 
Such  loads  of  gnilt  were  on  him  put, 
He  only  could  sustain  the  weight. 

Al  Q  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

^  *-^  Surety  punished,  and  debtors  set  free. 

1  "TESUS  hath  suflFev'd  once  for  sin 
fj    And  now  exalted  reigns  ; 

Ye  sinners  sav'd,  his  praise  begin. 
In  sweet  harmonious  strains. 

2  No  claims  can  law  or  justice  crave 

From  Jesus'  mj'stic  bride  ; 
Full  payment  to  the  law  he  gave. 
When  for  her  sins  he  died. 

3  When  justice  smote  the  Shepherd's  head, 

The  captive  flock  were  free  ; 
Belov'd,  when  in  transgression  dead. 
Great  God,  and  far  from  thee. 


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4  Here,  lost  in  thought,  the  seraphs  gaze, 

The  wciid'rous  scene  to  scan; 
Wiiat  heights  and  depths  of  sov'reign  grace, 
In  wisdom's  glorious  plan. 

5  Convinc'd  of  sin's  demerit,  we 

From  self  to  Jesus  fly  ; 
Ourselves  insolvent  debtors  see, 
And  on  his  blood  rely. 

A9()  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

^"^^  A  Suffering  Savior. 

1  i^H  !  what  a  sad  and  doleful  night 
\y  Preceded  that  day's  morn. 
When  darkness  seiz'd  the  Lord  of  light, 

And  sin  by  Christ  was  borne. 

2  When  our  intolerable  load 

Upon  his  soul  was  laid, 
And  the  vindictive  wrath  of  God 
Flam'd  furious  on  his  head. 

3  We  in  our  Jesus  well  may  boast. 

For  none  but  God  alone. 
Can  know  how  dear  the  vict'ry  cost, 
HoAV  hardl}'^  it  was  won. 

4  Forth  from  the  garden,  fully  tried, 

Our  bruised  champion  came, 
To  suffer  what  remain'd  beside, 
Of  pain,  and  grief,  and  shame. 

5  Mock'd,  spit  upon,  and  crown'd  with  thorns, 

A  spectacle  he  stood; 
His  back  with  scourges  lash'd  and  torn, 
A  victim  bath'd  in  blood. 

6  Nail'd  to  the  cross  thro'  hands  and  feet. 

He  hung  in  open  view ; 
To  make  his  sorrows  quite  complete. 
By  God  deserted  too. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

ChrisVs  Suff^erings  and  Zeal. 

TWAS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 
Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace. 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 
The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  sin; 
While  he  fulfil'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause. 


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2G0  SUFFERINGS    AND 

3  '  My  Father's  house,  said  he,  Tjrasmfkle 
'  A  place  of  worship,  net  for  trade  ;' 
Tlicn  scattering  all  their  gold  and  brass. 

He  scourg'd  the  Bierchants  from  the  place.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  liis  God 
Consunrd  his  life,  expos'd  his  hlood; 
Eeproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  raouru'd  them  as  his  own.] 

5  [His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled. 
While  ■Hoes  and  arms  SAirround  his  head  ; 
They  curse  liim  with  a  slanderous  tongue. 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  liis  lips  with  blasphemies  ; 
They  nail  liinr  to  the  sha  i:cfal  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  died  for  me. 

7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 
Insult  his  agony  and  groans  ; 

(iall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 

8  But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  ; 
Tliehand  tliat  rais'd  him  from  tlie  deail 
Shall  pour  due  vengeance  on  their  head. 

A  99  C.  M.  Watts. 

^■^"^The  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  "XTOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
j3I    And  mournful  pleasure  sing 

The  sufferings  of  our  great  high  priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  king. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress ; 

How  high  the  waters  rise  I 
"Wldle  to  iiis  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 

3  'Hear  me,  0  Lord,  and  save  thy  Son, 

'  Nor  hide  thy  shining  face  ; 

*  Why  should  thy  favorite  look  like  one 

'  Forsaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  '  "With  rage  they  perRecnte  the  man 

'  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 

*  "V^Tiile  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 

*  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  '  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  dust, 

'  And  laugh  when  I  conii)lain; 


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*  Tlieir  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 

'  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  *  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee 

*  The  scandal  and  the  shame  ;  ' 

*  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 

'  And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 

7  '  I  looked  for  pity,  but  in  vain; 

*  My  kindred  are  my  grief ; 

'  I  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
'  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  *  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirst ; 

'  They  gave  me  gall  for  food  ; 

*  And  sporting  witli  my  dying  groans, 

'  They  triumph  iu  my  blood. 

9  '  Shine  into  my  distressed  soul, 

'  Let  thy  compassions  save  ; 

*  And  though  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 

'  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 

10  *  I  shall  arise  to  praise  thy  name, 

'  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 

*  And  thy  salvation,  0  my  God, 

'  Shall  set  me  onthy  throne.' 
^9  q  L.  M.  Watts. 

^"^^^ Jesus  our  Surely  and  Savior,  1  Peter  i. 
18  ;  Gal.  iii.  13  ;  Rom.  iv.  25. 

1  A  DAM  our  Father  and  our  head 

x\.  Transgress'd,  and  justice  doora'dtisdead, 
The  fiery  law  speaks  all  despair  ; 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

2  But,  0  !  unutterable  grace, 

The  Son  of  God  takes  Adam's  place, 
Down  to  our  world  the  Savior  flies. 
Stretches  his  arms  and  bleeds  and  dies. 

3  Justice  was  pleas'd  to  bruise  the  God, 
And  pay  its  wrongs  with  heavenly  blood  ; 
V\liat  unknown  racks  and  pangs  he  bore  ! 
Then  rose  ;  the  law  could  ask  no  more. 

4  Amazing  work!  look  down,  ye  skies, 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes; 
Ye  heavenly  thrones,  stoop  from  above, 
And  bow  to  this  mysterious  love. 

5  Lo  !  they  adore  th'  incarnate  Son, 
And  sing  the  glories  he  hath  won, 
Sing  how  he  broke  our  iron  chains, 
How  deep  he  sunk,  how  high  he  reigns. 


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6  Tiiumph  and  reign,  victorious  Lord, 
B}'  all  the  flaming  liosts  ador'd  ; 

And  say,  dear  Conqueror,  say  how  long, 
Ere  Ave  shall  rise  to  join  their  song. 

7  Send  down  a  chariot  from  above. 
With  fiery  wheels,  and  pav'd  with  love, 
Raise  us  beyond  th'  ethereal  blue, 

To  sing  and  love  as  angels  do. 

425  S.  M.  Watts. 

^^■^'-^ Humiliation  and  Bxallation  of  Chrint - 

Isaiah  liii.  6-9.  12. 

1  "T  IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 

i  J  And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 
When  God  our  wanderings  laid. 

And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace 
AVJien  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 

His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  His  honor  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away  ; 

Join'd  with  the  wicked  iu  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 

5  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 
O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 

And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

6  '  I'll  give  him  (saith  the  Lord) 
'  A  portion  with  the  strong  ; 

'  He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
'  And  hold  his  honors  long.' 

AOCi  L.  M.  Watts. 

^■^^ Chrif^V^  Hkiinilialion,  ExaUalion.   and 
Ti-i>nnph.—?\u[.  ii.  8,  9.      Mark  xv.  20.  24.  29. 

1  nnHE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 

I     That  brightest  monument  of  praise 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  design'd. 
Employs  and  fills  my  laboring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  soul,  the  heavenly  song, 
A  burden  for  au  angel's  tongue, 


DEATH  OF  CHRIST.  2G3 

When  Gabriel  sounds  these  a-n-fnl  things, 
He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love, 
Jesus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 

4  What  black  reproach  defil'd  his  name. 
When  with  our  sins  he  took  our  shame  ! 
He  whom  adoring  angels  blest, 

Is  made  the  impious  rebel's  jest. 

6  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones, 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans, 
The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

6  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power. 
He  ti-iumphs  in  his  dying  hour ; 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

7  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd, 
And  sin  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Tims  he  arose  and  reigns  above. 

And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 

8  Who  shall  fulfil  this  boundless  song? 
The  theme  surmounts  an  angel's  tongue : 
How  low,  how  vain,  are  mortal  airs. 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  despairs. 

C.  M.  Watts 

The  Fassion  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 
HUS  saith  the  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Awake,  my  dreadful  sword  ; 
'  Awake,  my  wrath,  and  smite  the  man, 
'  My  fellow,'  saith  the  Lord. 

Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command, 

And  armed  down  she  flies, 
Jesus  submits  t'  his  Father's  hand, 

And  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

But  oh  !  the  wisdom  and  the  grace 
That  join  with  vengeance  now  ! 

He  dies  to  save  his  chosen  race, 
And  yet  he  rises  too. 

A  person  so  divine  was  he 

Who  yielded  to  be  slain. 
That  he  could  give  his  soul  away, 

And  take  his  life  again. 


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264  SUFFEBINGS    AND 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  every  nation  sing. 
And  angels  sound  with  endless  joy 
The  Savior  and  the  King. 

4_9Q  L.M.  Watts. 

^'-'^     Longing  to  praise  Christ  better. 

1  TT  ORD,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll 

H  J  O'er  the  sharp  sorrows  of  tliy  soul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  laws 
Repaii''d  and  honor'd  by  thy  cross ; 

2  ^Vhen  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
Vauquish'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine. 
And  see  the  man  that  groan'd  and  died 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  side  ; 

3  My  passions  rise  and  soar  above, 

I'm  wing'd  with  faith,  and  fir'd  with  love  ; 
Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things. 
And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  sings. 

4  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  strains  ; 
And  in  such  humble  notes  as  these 
Falls  far  below  thy  victories. 

6  Well,  the  kind  minute  must  appear 
When  we  shall  leave  these  bodies  here. 
These  clogs  of  clay,  and  mount  on  high 
To  join  the  songs  above  the  sky. 

A^Q  C.  M.  Stennett. 

^— '  ^  The  attraction  of  the  Cross. — John  xii.32. 

1  ^^T'ONDER — amazing  sight ! — I  see 

I       Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  the  accm-sed  tree, 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head : 
The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun  ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  sky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 
And,  with  the  amaz'd  centurion,  cry, 
'  This  is  the  Son  of  God  !' 

4  So  great,  so  vast  a  sacrifice, 

May  well  my  hope  revive  : 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 


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6  Oh,  that  these  cords  of  love  divine 
Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
Thou  hast  my  heart,  it  shall  be  thine — 
Thine  it  shall  ever  be ! 

J_QA  L.M.  Rippon'sCol. 

"lOUy/^g  dying  love  of  Christ  constraining  to 

thankful  devotion. — 2  Cor.  v.  14, 15. 

1  C1EE,  Lord,  thy  willing  subjects  bow, 
lO  Adoring,  low  before  thy  throne  : 
Accept  our  humble,  thankful  vow  ; 
Thou  art  our  Sovereign,  thou  alone. 

2  Beneath  thy  soul-reviving  ray, 
E'en  cold  affliction's  wintry  gloom 
Shall  brighten  into  vernal  day, 

And  hopes  and  joj^s  immortal  bloom. 

3  Smile  on  our  souls,  and  bid  us  sing 
In  concert  with  the  choir  above, 
The  glories  of  our  Savior-King, 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

4  Amazing  love,  that  stoop 'd  so  low, 
To  view  with  pity's  melting  eye 
Vile  men,  deserving  endless  wo: 
Amazing  love  ! — did  Jesus  die  ? 

5  He  died,  to  raise  to  life  and  joy 
The  vile,  the  guilty,  the  undone  ; 
Oh,  let  his  praise  each  hour  employ, 
Till  hours  no  more  their  circles  run. 

6  He  died  !  ye  seraphs,  tune  your  songs  ! 
Resound,  resound  the  Savior's  name  ! 
For  naught  below  immortal  tongues 
Can  ever  reach  the  wondrous  theme. 

4^q-|  L.  M.  Primitive. 

^*^-L  Gelhsemane. 

1  5rpiS  midnight ! — and  on  Olive's  brow 

I     The  star  is  dimmed  that  lofty  shone  ; 
'Tis  midnight! — in  the  garden  now 
The  suffering  Savior  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight ! — and  from  all  removed, 

Emmanuel  wrestles  lone  with  fears ; 
E'en  the  disciple  that  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  t^ars. 

3  'Tis  midnight ! — and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 


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4  'Tis  midnight ! — from  the  heavenly  plains 
Is  borne  the  songs  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Savior's  woe. 

432  8's  &  6's. 

1  rriHE  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray, 

1     He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away! 
Think,  0  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day — 

Look  on  Momit  Calvary ! 
Behold  him,  lamb-like,  led  along, 
SmTounded  by  a  wicked  throng, 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue — 
As  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 

Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

2  'Twas  thus  the  glorious  sufferer  stood. 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood  ; 
From  ev'ry  wound  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  doAvn  amain : 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook. 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke. 
The  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock'd, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold !  in  agony  he  dies  ! 

Ye  ransom'd,  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come,  see  his  torturing  pains  ! 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight ; 
The  azure  cloth'd  in  robes  of  night. 
All  nature  mourn'd,  and  stood  affright, 
When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

4  Hark  !  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son! 
He  cries  for  help  ;  but  0,  there's  none — 
He  treads  the  wine-press  all  alone. 

His  garments stain'd  with  blood: 
In  lamentation  hear  him  cry, 
"  Eloi,  lama  sabacthani !" 
Though  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes, 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 

The»conq'ring  Son  of  God. 

6  The  Jews  and  Romans,  in  a  band. 
With  hearts  like  steel,  around  him  stand, 
And  mocking,  say,  "  Come,  save  the  land; 
Come,  try  thyself  to  free  !" 


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A  soldier  pierc'd  liim  when  he  dieJ, 
Then  healing  streams  came  from  his  side^ 
And  thus  our  Lord  was  crueiHed— 
Stern  justice  then  was  satisfied, 
For  such  as  you  and  me  ! 

6  'Tis  done  !  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid — 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made  ! 
Children,  on  him  your  guilt  was  laid, 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood : 
For  you  his  tender  soul  did  move, 
For  you  he  left  the  courts  above, 
That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might  prove, 
The  height   and  depth  of  perfect  love, 

In  Christ  your  smiling  God. 

7  Behold  he  mounts  the  throne  of  state, 
He  fills  the  mediatorial  seat, 

While  millions,  bowing  at  his  feet, 

In  loud  hosannas  tell 
How  he  endured  exquisite  pains, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  : 
While  seraphs  raise  their  loudest  strains, 
With  music  fill  bright  Eden's  plains — 

He's  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

8  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  the  sky, 
Who  sent  his  Son  to  bleed  and  die — 

Glory  to  him  be  given  ! 
While  heaven  above  his  praise  resounds, 
0  Zion,  sing,  his  gi-ace  abounds  : 
We  hope  to  shout  eternal  rounds. 
In  glowing  love  that  knows  no  bounds, 

When  raised  up  to  heaven. 

^gg  8's  &  6'8. 

1  npHROUGHOUT  the  Savior's  life  we  trace 

I    Nothing  but  shame  and  deejj  distress, 

No  period  else  is  seen. 
Till  he  a  spotless  victim  fell. 
Tasting  in  soul  a  painful  hell, 

Caus'd  by  the  creature's  sin. 

2  On  the  cold  ground,  methinks  I  see 
My  Savior  kneel,  and  pray  for  me, 

0  let  me  him  adore  : 
Seiz'd  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood  drops  did  force  their  passage  out, 

Through  ev'ry  opening  pore. 


268  SUFFERINGS    AND 

3  A  crown  of  thorns  his  temple  bore, 
His  back  their  cruel  lashes  tore; 

They  made  him  bear  the  tree  : 
In  purple  robes  the  Lord  the}'  dress'd, 
Then  hail'd  him  King,  with  scorn  and  jest, 

And  mocking  bow'd  the  knee. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  slowly  rose, 
Surrounded  by  relentless  foes, 

At  length  his  cross  they  rear  : 
0  can  you  see  the  Son  of  God, 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load. 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

5  Thus  bearing  our  iniquity, 

He  dies  in  anguish  on  the  tree  : 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  shudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  recline, 
The  morning  sun  refus'd  to  shine 
When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

6  Shout,  brethren,  shout  in  songs  divine, 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine, 

To  quench  our  parching  thirst ; 
Seraphs,  advance  your  voices  higher. 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  unite  the  choir, 
And  laud  the  precious  Christ. 
/IQ  J_  L.  M.  Newton. 

^^*  Christ  Crucified. 

1  "IXrHEN  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see, 

W    Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me, 
Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart. 
In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 

I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes  ; 
But,  see  !  he  bows  his  head,  and  dies ! 

3  Come,  Christians,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood! 
Behold  liis  side,  and  venture  near. 

The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains  ; 
I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains  ; 
Only  the  fountain  head  above 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  0  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal! 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 
Tlie  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 


DEATH  OP  CHRIST.  269 

6  Thy  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
Kevives  my  lieart  and  cliarms  my  ear. 
Affords  a  balm  for  ev'r}'  -wound, 
And  Satau  trembles  at  the  sound. 


RESURRECTION  &  ASCENSION  OP  CHRIST. 

A^n  7's.  J.  &C.  W. 

^^^^ The  Besurrection.—l  Cor.  xv.  20,55,56. 

1  /CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
\J  Sons  of  men  and  angels  say, 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumph.^  liigh; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Fought  the  tiglit,  the  battle,  won  : 
Lo  !'  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  ; 
Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more  ! 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  hath  open'd  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King; 
Where,  0  Death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
Where's  thy  victory,  boastijig  Grave  ? 

5  [Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Heasl ; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies  !] 

6  Hail!  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven! 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  given ! 
Thee  we  greet,  triumphant  now! 
Hail !  the  Mesurrection  thou  ! 


436 


C.  M.  Hart. 

ChrisVs  Resurrection. — ^Matt.  xxviii.  2-6 

EE  !  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead, 
O     Our  great  Deliverer  rise  ; 
While  conquests  wreathe  his  heavenly  head, 
And  glory  glads  his  eyes. 

The  struggling  Hero,  strong  to  save, 
Did  all  our  miseries  bear 


270  RESTJRRECTION  AND 

Down  to  the  chambers  of  the  grave, 
And  left  the  burden  there. 

3  [See,  how  the  well-pleas'd  angel  rolls 

The  stone,  and  ojies  the  prison  ! 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  sin-sick  souls, 
And  sing,  The  Lord  is  risen.] 

4  No  more  indictments  justice  draws; 

It  sets  the  soul  at  large  ; 
Our  Surety  undertook  the  cause. 
And  we've  a  full  discharge. 

5  To  save  us,  our  Redeemer  died 

To  justify  us,  rose  ; 
Where's  the  condemning  power  beside, 
.  Has  right  to  interpose  ? 

6  The  Lord  is  risen !  thou  trembling  soul, 

Let  fears  no  more  confound  ! 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  from  pole  to  pole, 
The  Lord  is  risen  resound  ! 

^07  S.  M.  Hart 

^^  •         The  Same.— huke  xxiv.  34. 

1  /CHRISTIANS,  dismiss  your  fear  ; 
\_J  Let  hope  and  joy  succeed  ; 

The  great  good  news  with  gladness  hear, 
The  Lord  is  risen  indeed. 

2  The  shades  of  death  withdrawn. 
His  eyes  their  beams  display  ; 

So  wakes  the  sun,  when  rosy  dawn 
Unbars  the  gates  of  day. 

3  The  promise  is  fulfil'd  ; 
Salvation's  work  is  done  ; 

Justice  with  mercy  's  reconcil'd, 
And  God  has  rais'd  his  Son. 

4  He  quits  the  dark  abode, 
From  all  corruptions  free  ; 

The  holy,  harmless  Son  of  God 
Could  no  corruption  see. 

5  [Angels,  with  saints  above. 
The  rising  Yictor  sing  ; 

And  all  the  blissful  seats  of  love 
With  loud  hosannas  ring. 

6  Ye  pilgrims,  too,  below. 
Your  hearts  and  voices  raise 

Let  every  breast  with  gladness  glow, 
And  every  mouth  sing  praise.] 


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7  My  soul,  tliy  Savior  laud, 
Who  all  thy  sorrows  bore  : 

Who  died  for  sin,  but  lives  to  God, 
And  lives  to  die  no  more. 

8  His  death  procur'd  thy  peace  ; 
His  resurrection's  thine ; 

Rest  and  receive  the  full  release  ; 
'Tis  sign'd  with  blood  divine. 

J^OQ  C.  M.  Hart. 

^^^Chi'isVs  Ascension. — Luke  xxiv.  51-53 

1  IVTOW  for  a  theme  of  thankful  praise 
JA      To  tune  the  stammerer's  tongue  : 
Christians,  your  hearts  and  voices  raise, 

And  join  the  joyful  song. 

2  The  Lord  's  ascended  up  on  high, 

Deck'd  with  resplendent  Avounds  : 
While  shouts  of  victory  rend  the  sky, 
And  heaven  with  joy  resounds. 

3  See,  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

Through  all  the  ethereal  plains, 
The  powers  of  darkness  captive  led— 
The  dragon  dragg'd  in  chains. 

4  Ye  eternal  gates,  your  leaves  unfold  ; 

Receive  the  conquering  King  : 
Ye  angels,  strike  your  harps  of  gold, 
And,  saints,  triumphant  sing. 

5  Children,  rejoice  ;  he  died  for  you; 

For  you  prepares  a  place  : 
His  Spirit  sends  to  guide  you  through, 
With  every  gift  of  grace. 

6  His  blood,  which  did  your  sins  atone. 

For  your  salvation  pleads  ; 
And,  seated  on  his  Father's  throne, 
He  reigns  and  intercedes. 

AQQ  7's.  Hart. 

^^^        The  San^e.- Acts  i.  9-11. 

1  TESUS,  our  triumphant  Head, 
J    Risen  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory  gone. 

To  ascend  his  rightful  throne. 

2  Cherubs  on  the  Conq'ror  gaze  ; 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze  ; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  sky 
Hails  him  as  he  passes  by. 


272  RESmiRECTION  AND 

3  [Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet, 
See  their  foes  beneatli  liis  feet ! 
By  his  scars  his  toils  are  view'd, 
Aud  his  garments  roU'd  in  blood.] 

4  [Heaven  its  King  congratulates  ; 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates  : 
Angels  songs  of  victory  sing  : 
All  the  blissful  regions  ring.] 

6  Christians,  join  the  heavenly  powers, 
For  redemption  all  is  ours  : 
None  but  burden'd  sinners  prove,— 
Blood-bought  sinners, — dying  love. 

6  Hail,  thou  dear,  thou  woi'thy  Lord ; 
Hoi}'  Lamb,  incarnate  Word! 
Hail,  thou  suttering  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood  ! 

AAf)  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

ttttu        y/jg  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  A  ND  nx)w  the  Savior  goes, 
X3l  The  parting  hour  is  come ; 
A  parting  blessing  he  bestows, 

Then  m.ounts  triumphant  home  ! 

2  With  easy  flight  he  soars 

Beyond  our  feeble  ken  ; 
Unfold,  unfold,  ye  heavenly  doors, 
And  let  the  Savior  in. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  from  the  dead, 

Who  lives  to  die  no  more  ! 
Bow  down,  ye  gates,  your  lofty  head, 
And  hail  him,  and  adore  ! 

4  Now  girt  with  glory  'round, 

With  praises  ever  blest. 
Our  king  on  Zion's  hill  is  crown'd, 
Where  none  can  break  his  rest. 

5  He  sits  and  rules  on  high. 

And  sends  his  heralds  forth — 
AVho  nui  to  raise  a  gospel-cr_y. 
And  spread  his  fame  on  earth. 

AAl  S.M.  Sonnets. 

'±-tX      rpj^Q  Eesini'ection  of  Christ. 

1  TTX  vain  the  scaled  cave, 
I    In  vain  the  l?oman  guard; 
My  Lord  will  quit  his  silent  grave 
Just  at  the  time  prepar'd. 


ASCENSION  OP  CimiST.  273 

2  An  earthquake  tells  the  hour, 

Of  Jesus'  second  birth  ; 
An  angel  opes  tlie  prison  door, 
And  lo  !  he  t^pringeth  forth ! 

3  All  hail,  my  risen  Lord, 

Triumphant  Savior  now ! 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  with  one  accord 
Before  thy  footstool  how. 

4  The  fight  is  bravely  fought, 

The  work  is  nobly  done  ; 
A  full  salvation  thou  hast  wrought. 
And  endless  honors  won. 

5  Oh.  bid  thy  little  flock 

Tlieir  risen  Lord  pursue 
Gaze  after  him  with  wishful  look, 
And  warm  affections  too. 

6  Instruct  the  saints  below 

To  seek  the  things  above — 
And  soaring  upwards,  sweetly  grow 
In  light  and  heavenly  love. 


442 


.      C.  M.  AVatts. 

The  Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 


SET  the  Lord  befoi-e  my  face, 
'  He  bears  my  courage  up, 
iMy  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
'  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  '  My  spirit.  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

'  Where  souls  departed  are  ; 
'  Nor  quit  my  body  in  the  grave 
'  To  see  corruption  there. 

3  '  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

'  And  raise  me  to  thj"  throne  ; 
'  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
'  Thy  presence  joys  unknown.' 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  sung, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  whom  everj'  saint  adores, 

VN'as  crucified  and  slain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restores, 
Behold,  he  lives  again! 

6  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

Ou  heaven's  eternal  hills  1 


274  RESURRECTION  AND 

There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles.] 

AAO  C.  M.  Watts. 

J--'-^  The  Resurrection  and  Ascension 
of  Christ. 

1  TTOSANNAto  the  Prince  of  Light'. 
XX  That  cloth'd  himself  in  clay, 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 

And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread 

Since  our  Immanuel  rose, 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Savior  reigns, 

And  scatters  blessings  down. 
Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

6  [Raise  3'^our  devotion,  mortal  tongues 
To  reach  his  bless'd  abode, 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  like  your  loudest  strings. 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise. 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise. 

AAA  CM.  Watts 

■^-^^Hope  of  heaven  by  the  Resurrection 
of  Christ,  1  Pet.  i.  3-5. 

1  T)LESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 

I>  The  Father  of  our  Lord, 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd. 
His  majesty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rals'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  sky, 

He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ! 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Savior  rose 
So  all  his  followers  must. 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST.  275 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserv'd  against  tliat  day, 
'Tis  uncorruptcd,  undetird, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here 
Till  Chi-ist  shall  call  us  home. 

A  A  ^  L.M.  Watts. 

-^-^^  Ghrisfs  Ascension,  and  the  Gift  of 
the  Spirit. 

1  T  ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 

I  J  Ten  thousand  angels  fill'd  the  sky; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait. 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  HoAV  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell. 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

A  i  a  L.  M.  W^atts. 

-^-^^GhrisVs  dying,  rising,  and  reigning^ 

Luke   xvii.  27,  29,  44-46  ;   Matt,  xxvii.  50,  57, 

xxviii.  6,  &c. 

"E  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies! 
Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 

But  lo  !  what  sudden  jo^'s  we  see, 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise : 


276  KESTTRRECTION  AND 

Cliernhic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  liiui  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
iSing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell. 
And  led  the  monster  Death,  in  chains. 

G  Saj''  '  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King! 
*  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ;' 
Then  ask  the  monster,  '  Where's  thy  sting?' 
And,  '  Whei'e's  thy  victory,  boasting  gave  ?' 

AA7  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^  '      OhrisVs  Sufferings  and  Glory. 

1  ^VrOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 
±^    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son! 
AAvake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
Tell  loud  the  wonders  he  dath  done. 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above, 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 

3  [Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  earth 
He  came  to  raise  his  members  high ! 
He  came  t'  atone  almighty  wrath  ; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  was  born  to  die. 

4  Hell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around. 

His  precious  blood  the  monsters  spilt. 
While  w^eighty  sorrows  press'd  him  down 
Large  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.] 

5  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death 
Th'  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay, 
Th"  almighty  Captive  left  the  earih 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

C  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 
Up  to  the  throne  of  shining  grace. 
See  what  "immortal  glories  sit 
Round  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  face. 

7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs 
Jesus  the  God  exalted  reigns. 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains  ! 

A  A  O  '^  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^^OhriaVs  Medialorial  Kingdom;  or,  his 
divine  and  human  uSfalure, 

1  "UEAR  Aviiat  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
And  make  his  mercy  known ; 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST.  277 

•  Zion,  behold  thy  help  is  laid 
'  On  my  almighty  Son. 

2  '  Behold  the  man  my  wisdom  chose 

*  Among  yom'  mortal  race  ; 
'  Hi^  head  m}'  holy  oil  o'evflows, 
'  The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  '  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

'  M}''  people's  better  King; 
'  My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
'  And  still  new  subjects  bring. 
i  '  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 
'  With  mercy  by  his  side, 
'  "Wliile  in  my  name  through  earth  and  sea 
'  He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  '  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

'  He  shall  for  ever  own, 
*  Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
'  And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

6  *  My  first-born  Son  array' d  in  gi'ace 

'  At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
'  Beneath. him  angels  know  their  i^lace, 
'  And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  '  My  covenant  stands  for  ever  fast, 

'  My  promises  are  strong  ; 
'  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last, 
'  His  seed  endure  as  long.' 

A  IQ  S.  M.  Watta. 

^^^  The  Gospel  Day. 

1  TTTELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

T  V      That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day, 

Here  may  we  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place. 
Where  my  dear  God'hath  been, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this. 

And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


278  BESURRECTION  AND 

Tct^  \j     iji^Q  Besurrection  and  Ascension. 

1  A  NGELS  !  roll  the  rock  away  ! 
jLjL  Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ! 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Savior  !  angels  I'aise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise. 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky — 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide  ! 
Glorious  Hero,  through  them  ride  ! 
King  of  Glory  !  mount  the  throne, — 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs  ! 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ! 
Shout,  0  earth,  in  rapturous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong  ! 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  swell, 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captive  hell ! 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 
Where,  0  death  !  thy  mortal  sting  ? 

AK~\  L.  M.  Watts. 

^*^ -*-  C/irisi's  Besurrection  a  Pledge  of  ours. 

1  TXr^E^  I  the  holy  grave  survey, 

VV    Where  once  my  Savior  deign'd  to  lie, 
I  see  fulfill'd  what  prophets  say, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  thfe  bands  of  conqiier'd  death : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  trust  liis  name 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath! 

3  [Our  Surety,  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whose  offences  he  was  seiz'd  : 
In  his  release  our  own  we  see. 
And  shout  to  view  Jehovah  pleas'd.] 

4  Jesus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 


452 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST.  279 

6  Thy  risen  Lord,  my  soul,  behold ! 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  shalt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

6  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  flesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

L.  M.  Wesley. 

ChrisVs  Ascension. — Ps.  xxiv.  7. 

1  /^UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
V^  Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led^ 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates; 
*  Ye  evei'lasting  doors,  give  way  !' 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right : 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 

4  '  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?' 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame  ; 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 

'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ! 
'  Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !' 

6  '  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  V 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possess'd, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  bless'd. 

AKQ  L.  M.  Mrs.  A.  Steele. 

tteJ  fJ  rpj^Q  Exalted  Savior. 

1  "VTOW  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains, 
JAI    And  join  the  blissful  choir  above  ; 
There  our  exalted  Savior  reigns. 

And  there  they  sing  his  wondrous  love. 

2  ^V^lile  seraphs  tune  tlie  immortal  song, 
Oh,  may  we  feci  the  sacred  flame  ; 
And  every  heart,  and  every  tongue. 
Adore  the  Savior's  glorious  name  ! 


454 


280  RESURRECTION  AND 

3  Jesns,  who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expir'cl ; 
Who  died  for  rebels — yes,  'tis  he  ! 
How  bright !  how  lovely  !  how  admir'd ! 

4  Jesus,  who  died  that  we  might  live, 
Died  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place  ; 
Oh,  what  returns  can  mortals  give 
For  such  immeasurable  grace  ? 

5  Were  universal  nature  ours. 

And  art,  with  all  their  boasted  store, 
Nature  and  art,  with  all  their  powers, 
Would  still  confess  the  offering  poor  ! 
fi  Yet  though  for  bounty  so  divine 
We  ne'er  can  equal  honors  raise  ; 
Dear  Jesus,  may  our  hearts  be  thine. 
And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise  ! 

8's&  7's.        Rippon'ftCol. 
Christ  Enthroned  and  Worshijyj'cd. 
'ARK  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above — 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  : 

Jesus  reigns  the  God  of  love  : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life — thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  : 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  Glory,  reign  for  ever — 

TJiine's  an  everlasting  crown  : 
Nothing  from  tliy  love  shall  sever 

Thdse  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own  ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destiu'd  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Savior,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring — oh  bring  the  glorious  day. 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  : 
Then,  with  golden  harpsi,  we'll  sing — 
'  Glory,  glory  to  our  King.' 
J^r.-t  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

tttJO  ji/jg  Zntercession  of  Christ. — Heb.  vii.  25. 

1  XTS  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 

(What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives !) 


ASCENSION  OP  CHRIST.  281 

And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  liepeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Savior's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise. 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour. 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend — 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail. 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 


INTERCESSIOX  OF  CHRIST. 

A^a  CM.  Toplady. 

^'-^^Chrisfs  Intercession  Prevalent. — John 

xvii.  24. 

1  A  WAKE,  sweet  gratitude  !  and  sing 
XjL"Th'  ascended  Savior's  love  ; 
Sing  how  he  lives  to  carry  on 

His  people's  cause  above. 

2  With  cries  and  tears  he  offer'd  up 

His  humble  suit  below  ; 

But  with  authority  he  asks, 

Enthron'd  in  glory  now. 

3  For  all  that  come  to  God  by  him, 

Salvation  he  demands ; 
Points  to  their  names  upon  his  breast, 
And  spreads  his  wounded  hands. 

4  His  sweet  atoning  sacrifice 

Gives  sanction  to  his  claim  : 
'  Father,  I  will  that  all  my  saints 
'  Be  with  me  where  I  am  : 

6  '  By  thy  salvation,  recompense 
'  The  sorrows  I  endur'd  ; 


282  INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

*  Just  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
*  And  faithful  to  thy  word.' 

6  Eternal  life,  at  his  request, 

To  every  saint  is  given ; 
Safety  below,  and  after  death, 
The  plenitude  of  heaven. 

7  [Founded  on  right,  thy  prayer  avails  ; 

The  Father  smiles  on  thee  ; 
And  now  thou  in  thy  kingdom  art, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

8  Let  the  much  incense  of  thy  prayer 

Tn  my  behalf  ascend  ; 
And,  as  its  virtue,  so  my  praise 
Shall  never,  never  end.] 

A^J  S.M.  Watts 

^^  *  ChrisVs  Intercession. 

1  "TXrELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone 

VV    T'  appear  before  our  God, 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  blood. 

2  No  fiery  vengeance  now. 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  justice  galls  for  sinners'  blood, 
The  Savior  shows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  suit  he  moves. 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by. 
And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honor  sing, 

Jesus  the  Priest  receives  our  songs, 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  [We  bow  before  his  face, 
And  sound  his  glories  high, 

*  Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace 
*  That  lays  his  thunder  by.] 

6  '  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
'  And  triumphs  all  above  ;' 

But,  Lord,  how  weak  are  mortal  strains 
To  speak  immortal  love  ! 

7  [How  jarring  and  how  low 
Are  all  the  notes  we  sing  ! 

Dear  Savior,  tune  our  songs  anew. 
And  they  shall  please  the  King.] 


INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST.  283 

^^-'^Ohrisfs  Intercession  typifiedby  AavoiCs 
Breastplate. — Exodus  xxviii.  29. 

1  'VTOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
Xl      Our  great  High-Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 

And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Tiiough  rais'd  to  a  superior  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train. 
With  matchless  honors  crown'd  ; 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  chai-acters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust. 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 
Are  moulder'd  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Savior !  on  my  breast 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, — 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard. 
To  endless  ages  borne  ! 
J_wq  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

^'-^^  ChrisVs  Admonition  to  Peter  under  ap- 
proaching Trials,  and  Intercession  for  him. 
Luke  xxii.  31,  32. 

1  "TTOW  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is  ! 
XJL     How  artful  and  how  great ! 
Though  not  one  grain  shall  be  destroy'd, 

Yet  will  he  sift  the  wheat. 

2  But  God  can  all  his  power  control. 

And  gather  in  his  chain  ; 
And,  where  he  seems  to  triumph  most, 
The  captive  souls  regain. 

3  There  is  a  Shepherd,  kind  and  strong, 

Still  watchful  for  his  sheep  : 
Nor  shall  tli'  infernal  lion  rend 
Whom  he  vouchsafes  to  keep. 

4  Bless'd  Jesus  !  Intercede  for  us, 

That  we  may  fall  no  more  : 
0  raise  us  when  we  prostrate  lie, 
And  comfort  lost,  restore. 

6  Thy  secret  energy  impart. 

That  faith  may  never  fail ; 


284  THE  PROMISES. 

But  midst  whole  showers  of  fiery  darts, 
That  temper'd  shield  prevail. 

6  Secur'd  ourselves  by  grace  divine, 
We'll  watch  our  brethren  too  ; 
And,  taught  their  frailty  by  our  own, 
Our  care  of  them  renew. 

AfXCi  7's.  Sonnets 

^^^  Jesus  Allin  All. 

1  XESUS  is  the  chiefest  good, 

pj    He  hath  sav'd  us  by  his  blood, 
Let  us  value  nought  but  him. 
Nothing  else  deserves  esteem. 

2  Jesus,  when  stern  justice  said, 
"  Man  his  life  hath  forfeited. 
Vengeance  follows  by  decree, *"' 
Cried,  "  Inflict  it  all  on  me." 

3  Jesus  gives  us  life  and  peace, 
Faith,  and  love,  and  holiness; 
Ev'ry  blessing,  great  or  small, 
Clirist  for  us  secur'd  them  all. 

4  Jesus  therefore  let  us  own. 
And  exalt  his  name  alone, 
For  he  hath  our  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  uow  pleads  for  us  in  heav'n. 


461 


THE  PROMISES. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Faithfulness  of  God  in  his  Promises. 
EdIN,  ni)^  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
And  speak  some  boundless  thing, 
Tlie  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad, 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace. 

And  the  performing  God. 

Proclaim  "  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

"  For  wretched,  dying  men;" 
His  hand  has  writ  tiie  sacred  word 

With  an  immortal  pen. 


THE  PRO?JISES.  285 

i  Enccrav'd  as  in  eternal  brass 
Tlic  niij^hty  promise  shines  ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  'rase 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

5  [lie  that  can  dash  whole  worlds  to  deaths 

And  make  them  when  he  please, 
He  speaks,  and  that  almighty  breatli 
Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 

6  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong 

As  tliat  wliich  built  the  skies, 
The  voice  tliat  rolls  the  stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

7  He  said,  "  Let  the  wide  heaven  be  spread," 

And  heaven  was  stretcli'd  abroad  ; 
"  Abrah'm,  I'll  be  thy  God,"  he  said. 
And  he  was  Abrab'm's  God. 

8  0,  might  I  hear  thine  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine," 
Those  gentle  words  should  I'aise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 

9  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice 

And  think  my  heaven  secure  ! 
I'd  trust  the  all-creating  voice, 
And  faith  desires  no  more.] 

Aft^  L.M.  'Watts. 

^^-'The  Ti'ulh  of  God  the  Promiscr ;   or, 

the  Promises  are  our  Security. 

1  T) RAISE,  everlasting  praise  be  paid 
jL     To  him  who  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Praise  to  the  God  v.iiose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord 
AVho  rules  his  people  by  his  word. 
And  there  as  strong  as  his  decrees 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  [Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give,- 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  live  : 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  spake  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  powerful  as  that  sound 
That  bid  the  new-made  Avorld  go  round  ; 
And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 

5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 


286  THE  PROMISES. 

Slowly,  alas,  our  mind  receives 
The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  0  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith. 

To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  saith  ! 
T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

7  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break. 
Our  steady  souls  "would  fear  no  more 
Tlian  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

8  Our  everlasting  hopes  arise 
Al)ove  the  rulnable  skies. 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 
And  his  own  court  his  power  sustains. 

Af\^  L.  M.  Cowper. 

^^^  Jehovah- ShamiTieh  ;  or,  the  Lord  isUiere. 

Ezekiel  xlviii.  35. 

IAS  birds  their  infant  brood  protect,* 
jLjL  And  spread  their  wings  to  shelter  them, 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  his  elect, 
'  Thus  will  I  guard  Jerusalem.' 

2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 
This  object  of  Jehovah's  care  ? 
What  is  its  worth  in  God's  esteem  ? 
Who  built  it  ?  who  inhabits  there  ? 

3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood. 
The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son  ; 

There  dwell  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 
Tiie  sinners  whom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  though  beseig'd  on  every  side, 
Yei  much  belov'd  and  guarded  well  ; 
From  age  to  age  she  has  defied 

The  utmost  rage  of  earth  and  hell. 

6  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  despair, 
This  city  has  a  sure  defence  ; 
Her  name  is  call'd.  The  Lord  is  There, 
And  who  has  power  to  drive  him  thence  ? 
*Isaiah  xxi.  5. 


464 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE.  287 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

lO's  &  11 's.  Hart. 

Free  Grace. — Rom.  xi.  6. 

1  "VT'E  children  of  God,  in  Jesus,  his  Son, 

1     Redeem'd  by  his  blood,  and  with  him 
made-one  ; 
This  union  with  wonder  and  rapture  be  seen, 
Which  nothing  shall  sunder,  without  or  within. 

2  This  pardon,  this  peace,  which  none   can 

destroy, 
This  treasure  of  grace,  this  heavenly  joy, 
The  worthless  may  crave  it;   it  always  comes 

free  ; 
The  vilest  may  have  it — 'twas  given  to  iixe  ! 

3  'Tis  not  for  good  deeds,  good  tempers,  nor 

frames ; 
From  grace  it  proceeds,  and  all  is  the  Lamb's: 
No  goodness,  no  fitness,  expects  he  from  us  ; 
This  I  can  well  witness,  for  none  could  be  worse. 

4  Sick  sinner, expect  no  balm  but  Christ's  blood; 
Thy  own  works  reject — the  bad  and  the  good; 

None  ever  miscarry  that  on  him  rely. 
Though  filthy  as  Mary,*  Manasseh,  or  I. 

ACi^  7,6,8.  Toplady. 

^^*J        Eedeeming  Blood. — 1  John  i.  7. 

1  T  ET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 

I  J    And  works  of  righteousness, 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost. 
Am  freely  saved  by  grace. 
Take  me.  Savior,  as  I  am. 
And  let  me  lose  my  sins  in  thee  : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  Full  of  truth  and  grace  thou  art. 

And  here  is  all  my  hope  ; 
False  and  foul  as  hell,  my  heart 

To  thee  I  offer  up. 
Thou  wast  given  to  redeem 
My  soul  from  all  iniquity  ;  [Friend,  &c, 

*Mary  Magdalene. 


288  8ALVATI0N  BY  GRACE. 

3      Nothing  have  T,  Lord,  to  pay, 
Nor  can  I  thy  grace  procure  ; 
Empty  send  nie  not  away, 

For  I,  thou  knowst,  am  poor. 
Dust  and  ashes  is  my  name, 
Mv  all  is  sin  and  misery  ;  [Friend,  &c. 

Af(f\  7's.  Adams. 

^^^  Salvation  by  Christ— I  Cor.  i.  27-30. 

1  T>LESSED  Jesus  !  thee  we  sing ; 
J3  Thou  of  life,  the  eternal  spring ; 
Thou  art  worthy,  thou  alone  ; 

Thou  the  Rock,  and  Coruer-Stone. 

2  'Tis  from  thee  salvation  flows  : 
This  the  ransom'd  sinner  knows  : 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  his  plea, 
When  he  sees  his  poverty. 

3  None  shall  glory  in  thy  sight. 
Of  their  labors  e'er  so  bright: 

All  who  're  taught  by  thee  shall  know 
Living  faith  from  God  must  flow. 

4  Grace  shall  be  our  lovely  theme  ; 
Free  redemption  !  glorious  scheme  ; 
This  will  be  the  song  above — 
Praise  to  Jesus'  bleeding  love. 

A(\7  L-  M.  Sonnets. 

^^  *  Calling. 

^XCE,  as  the  friend  of  sinners  dear, 
A  man  of  sorrows  sojouru'd  here ; 
Eternal  love  ordaiu'd  it  so, 
That  through  Samaria  he  must  go. 

2  But  what  could  his  dear  feet  incline, 
Unless  compell'd  by  love  diviue. 
From  whence  salvation's  blessings  flow, 
That  he  must  through  Samaria  go. 

3  There,  wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God, 
He  saw  the  purchase  of  his  blood  ; 
And  o'er  this  wretch,  to  lust  a  slave, 
Did  sov'reign  grace  her  banner  wave. 

4  Herein  discriminating  grace 

Shone  with  a  bright  refulgent  blaze  ; 
While  dead  in  sin  ten  thousands  lie, 
Grace  brought  this  rebel  harlot  nigh. 
6  Rous'd  from  her  fond  delusive  dream, 
As  Israel's  God  she  worship'd  him  ; 
Drank  of  that  living  water  pure, 
That  shall  to  6udless  years  endure. 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE.  289 

6  This  object  of  eternal  love, 
Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above, 
Shall  in  the  s^ospel  annals  shine, 
And  prove  election  all  divine. 

An  O  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

^^^      Jesus  seeking  the  Lost  Sheep. 

1  X>EHOLD  tlie  Shepherd's  tender  cave, 
Jt)     Toward  the  sheep  that  strays  ; 
Thronghout  the  desert,  waste  and  bare, 

He  tracks  its  wand'ring  ways. 

2  So  Jesus,  whilst  he  sojourn'd  here, 

Amidst  this  waste  of  sin  : 
'Tis  said,  "  He  travel'd  far  and  near,    . 
And  sought  his  sheep  therein." 

3  To  save  from  everlasting  wo 

An  object  of  his  care. 
Behold  him  through  Samaria  go  ; 
A  sheep  had  straggled  there. 

4  Though  she  insults  him  to  his  face, 

It  matter'd  not  to  him  ; 
Her  name  was  found  amongst  that  race 
That  Jesus  must  redeem. 

6  Amidst  this  flock,  beloved  of  God, 
Mannasseh  we  behold. 
And,  tho'  his  fleece  was  stain'd  with  blood, 
He  brought  him  to  the  fold. 

G  Yea,  from  the  very  dregs  of  sin. 
Shall  grace  her  trophies  wave  ; 
And  each  eternal  life  shall  win, 
Whom  God  ordain'd  to  save. 

A_C\C\  CM.  Sonnets. 

^±\JO  Boasting  Excluded. 

1  XX  all  the  acts  of  sov'reign  grace 

I     Jehovah  can  display. 
Free  grace  alone  exalted  is, 
And  boasting  done  away. 

2  Since  creature-deeds  can't  gain  the  crown, 

Nor  purchase  heaven  for  men, 
Merit  must  sink  for  ever  down  ; 
And  where  is  boasting  then? 

3  'Tis  by  the  cross  of  Jesus  laid. 

Where  sinners  ought  to  lie  ; 
No  more  to  lift  its  hateful  head, 
The  grace  of  God  to  buy. 
10 


290  SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

4  From  sin  to  God  could  sinners  turn, 

And  make  tlieir  natures  clean  ; 
Then  incense  to  their  shrine  should  burn, 
And  Christ  had  died  in  vain. 

5  But  where  the  sov'reign  grace  of  God 

Shall  set  the  guilty  free, 

His  only  hope  is  Jesus'  blood, 

The  worst  of  sinners  he. 

6  Thus  grace  triumphant  keeps  the  throne, 

Witlaout  a  rival  there  ; 
While  mercy  sliines  in  Christ  alone 
In  rays  divinely  clear. 


470 


8. 8.  6.  Sonnets. 

The  Blind  and  Lame. 

1  "IXrHEISr  Jesus  would  his  grace  proclaim, 

VV    He  calls  the  simple,  blind  or  lame. 

To  come  and  be  his  guest ; 
Such  simple  folks  the  world  despise. 
Yet  simple  folks  have  sharpest  eye^, 

And  learn  to  walk  the  best. 

2  They  view  the  want  of  Jesus'  Wght, 
Of  Jesus'  blood,  and  Jesus'  might, 

Which  others  cannot  view  ; 
They  walk  in  Christ,  the  living  way, 
And  fight,  and  win  the  well-fought  day, 

Which  others  cannot  do. 

3  The  simple  have  a  child-like  soul, 
Go  hand  in  hand  to  Jesus'  school. 

And  take  the  lowest  place  ; 
Their  only  wish  is  Christ  to  know. 
To  love  him  well,  and  trust  him  too, 

And  feed  upon  his  grace. 

4  They  all  declare,  I  nothing  am, 
My  life  is  bound  up  in  the  Lamb, 

My  wit  and  might  are  his. 
My  worth  is  all  in  Jesus  found, 
He  is  my  rock,  my  anchor's  ground. 

And  all  my  hope  of  bliss. 

6  Such  simple  soul  I  fain  would  be, 
The  scorn  of  man,  the  joy  of  thee. 

The  parlor  guest  and  friend, 
Do  make  me.  Lord,  a  little  child, 
Right  simple-hearted,  meek,  and  mild, 

And  loving  to  the  end. 


SALVATION   BY   GUACE.  291 

47-1  CM.  Watts. 

1  QALVATION!  0  the  joyful  sound! 
lO     'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay, 
But  we  arise  bj'  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly  " 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  ail  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

A  79  CM.  Watts. 

t:  d  '^Condescending  Grace. — Ps.  cxxxviii.  6. 

1  "TXrHEN  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies 

\  V      To  visit  earthly  things, 
•  Witli  scorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
From  towers  of  haughty  kings. 

2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 

Far  downward  to  the  skies, 
To  visit  every  humble  soul, 
With  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

3  Why  should  the  Lord  that  reigns  above, 

Disdain  so  lofty  kings  ! 
Say,  Lord,  and  why  such  looks  of  love, 
Upon  such  worthless  things  ! 

4  MortaJs,  be  dumb  ;  what  creature  dares 

Dispute  his  awful  will  ? 
Ask  no  account  of  his  affairs, 
But  tremble  and  be  still. 

5  Just  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 

All  sovereign  and  all  free  ; 
Great  God,  how  searchless  are  thy  ways! 
How  deep  thy  judgments  be  ! 

A7^  LM.  Watts. 

^  *  ^-^ Salvalion  by  Grace  in  Christ.-2  Tim.  i.  9. 

1  1\T0W  to  the  power  of  God  supreme, 
J^l      Be  everlasting  honors  given. 

He  saves  from  hell,  (we  bless  his  name,) 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 


292  SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  bis  praise. 

3  'Tvvas  his  own  purpose  tliat  began 
To  )'escue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known, 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down, 

6  He  dies  ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy ; 
llising  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

A.7A.  C.  M.  Stennett, 

■^  *  -^The  converted  T/iief.— Luke  xxiii.  42. 

1  A   S  on  the  cross  the  Savior  hung, 
J\_  And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 

He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch  ♦ 

That  languish'd  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame. 

The  penitent  confess'd  ; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  address'd : 

3  *  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heaven! 

'  Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
'  I  see  thee  bath'd  in  sweat  and  tears, 
'  And  weltering  in  thy  blood. 

4  '  Yet  quickly,  from  these  scenes  of  wo, 

'  In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise, 

*  Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 

'  And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  *  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 

'  Dear  Savior,  think  on  me, 

*  And  in  the  vict'ries  of  thy  death 

'  Let  me  a  sharer  be.' 

6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears 

And  instantly  replies, — 

*  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 

'  With  me  in  Paradise.' 
475  L.  M.  Eippon'sCol. 

■*-  *  ^Hitman  Bighteousnefis  insiifficient  to 
justifij. — Micah  vi.  6-8. 

1  TTTHEREwiTH,  O  Lord,  shall  T  draw  near, 
W      Or  bow  myself  before  thy  face  ? 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE.  .  293 

How,  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  ? 

Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  Most  High  ? 
AVill  multiplied  oblations  please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy  ? 
Or  slaughter'd  millions  e'er  appease? 

Can  these  assuage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  seas  of  blood? — 
Alas  !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust  ? 

I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 

Excluded  is  my  every  boast, 

My  glory  swallow'd  up  in  shame. 

Guilty,  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 

My  sole  desert  is  hell  and  wrath  : 

'Twere  just  the  sentence  should  take  place: 

But,  Oh !  I  plead  my  Savior's  death! 

I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
Who  died  for  sinners  on  the  tree  ; 
I  plead  his  righteousness  alone, 
0  put  the  spotless  robe  on  me  ! 


476 


S.  M.  Stennett. 

The  Leper  healed. — Matt.  viii.  2,  3. 


BEHOLD  the  lep'rous  Jew, 
Oppress'd  with  pain  and  grief, 
Pouring  his  tears  at  Jesus'  feet 
For  pity  and  relief. 

'  0  speak  the  word,'  he  cries, 
'  And  heal  me  of  my  pain  : 
*  Lord,  thou  art  able,  if  thou  wilt, 
'  To  make  a  leper  clean.' 

Compassion  moves  his  heart, 
He  speaks  the  gracious  Av^ord  ; 
The  leper  feels  his  strength  return, 
And  all  his  sickness  cur'd. 

To  thee,  dear  Lord,  I  look, 
Sick  of  a  worse  disease  ; 
Sin  is  my  painful  malady, 
And  none  can  give  me  ease. 

But  thy  Almighty  grace 
Can  heal  my  lep'rous  soul: 
0  bathe  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  that  will  make  me  whole. 


294:  SALVATION  CV  GRACE. 

477  CM.  Doddridge. 

-*-  *  '    0  Lord,  say  unto  my  soul,  'I  am  thy 
Salvation.'' — Psalm  xxxv.  3. 

1  QALVATION  !— Oli,  melodious  sound 
lO     To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation  that  from  God  proceeds, 

And  leads  to  God  again. 

2  Rcscu'd  from  bell's  eternal  gloom, 

From  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains; 
Eais'd  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
^Yhere  love  triumphant  reigns ! 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  soul. 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine. 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears  ; 
But  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

5  My  Savior-God,  no  voice  but  thine 

These  dying  hopes  can  raise  : 

Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 

And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise. 

4_7Q  L.  M.  Stennett. 

^ '  ^ Happy  in  the  Salvation  of  GorL-Fa  xlvi.4 

1  yXDULGEXT  God  !  to  Thee  I  raise 

I    My  spirit  fraught  witi;  joy  and  praise  : 
Grateful  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 
My  debt  of  mercy  there  to  own. 

2  Piivers  descending,  Lord,  from  Thee, 
Perpetual  glide  to  solace  me  : 
Their  varied  virtues  to  rehearse, 
Demands  an  everlasting  verse. 

3  And  yet  there  is,  beyond  the  rest. 
One  stream — the  widest  and  the  best — 
Salvation!    Lo,  the  purple  flood 
Rolls  rich  with  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

4  I  taste — delight  succeeds  to  wo  ; 

I  bathe — no  waters  cleanse  me  so  : 

Such  joy  and  purity  to  share, 

I  would  remain  enraptur'd  there, — 

5  Till  death  shall  give  this  soul  to  know 
The  fulness  sought  in  vain  below  ; 
The  fulness  of  that  boundless  sea 
Whence  flow'd  the  river  down  to  me. 


SALVATION  BY  GRACE.  295 

6  My  soul,  with  sucli  a  scene  in  view, 
Bids  mortal  joys  a  glad  adieu  ; 
Nor  dreads  a  few  chastising  woes 
Sent  with  such  love — so  soon  to  close. 

A7Q  8.8.6s.  Ebenezer. 

-*-  *  ^     The  Building  of  Mercy  complete. 
1  Peter  ii.  5. 

1  "1 XTHEN  Mercy's  Building  to  comi^lcte, 

VV    Which  Jiell  nor  sin  could  e'er  defeat, 

The  topmost  stone  shall  rise  ; 
Then  shouting  grace, the  blood-wash'd  throng, 
Of  every  tribe,  and  every  tongue, 

Shall  echo  through  the  skies. 

2  Then  shall  the  church,  while  seraphs  gaze. 
Outshine  the  sun's  mei'idian  blaze, 

in  her  divine  array  ; 
While  grace,  eternity  along, 
Shall  sound  in  high,  immortal  song. 

That  sweet,  harmonious  lay. 

3  Founded  in  grace,  for  ever  sure, 
This  glorious  fabric  shall  endure 

When  time  its  race  has  run  ; 
Cemented  with  a  Savior's  blood. 
Who  for  his  saints  the  wine-press  trod, 

In  mystic  union  one. 

4  In  God's  great  will  the  scheme  was  laid. 
Before  his  hands  the  mountains  weigh'd, 

Or  spread  the  unknown  seas  ; 
Then  did  his  arms  of  love  embrace 
A  seed,  elect,  a  chosen  race. 

His  glorious  grace  to  praise. 

AQCi  CM.  Newton. 

^'^^  Salvation, 

1  QALVATION!  what  a  glorious  plan, 
lO    How  suited  to  our  need  ! 

The  grace  that  raises  fallen  man 
Is  wonderful  indeed ! 

2  'Twas  wisdom  form'd  the  vast  design, 

To  ransom  us  when  lost; 
And  love's  unfathomable  mine 
Provided  all  the  cost. 

3  Strict  Justice,  with  approving  look, 

The  holy  covenant  seal'd  ; 
And  Truth  and  Power  undertook 
The  whole  should  be  fullil'd. 


296  SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

4  Truth,  Wisdom,  Justice,  Power,  and  Love, 

In  all  their  glor}'  shone. 
When  Jesus  left  the  courts  above, 
And  died  to  save  his  own. 

5  Truth,  Wisdom,  Justice,  Power,  and  Love, 

Are  equally  displayed  ; 
Now  Jesus  reigns  enthron'd  above, 
Our  Advocate  and  Head. 

6  Now  sin  appears  deserving  death, 

Most  hateful  and  abhorr'd  ; 
And  yet  the  sinner  lives  by  faith. 

And  dares  approach  the  Lord. 
AO-]  C.  M.  Newton. 

^^-'-  JReigning  Grace. 

1  IVrO^^j  niay  the  Lord  reveal  his  face, 
J3l      And  teach  our  stamm'ring  tongues 
To  make  his  sovereign,  reigning  grace,* 

The  subject  of  our  songs  ! 
No  sweeter  subject  can  invite 

A  sinner's  heart  to  sing. 
Or  more  display  the  glorious  right 

Of  our  exalted  King. 

2  This  subject  fills  the  starry  plains 

With  wonder,  joy,  and  love  ; 
And  furnishes  the  noblest  strains 

For  all  the  harps  above  : 
While  the  redeem'd  in  praise  combine 

To  grace  upon  the  throne, f 
Angels  in  solemn  chorus  join. 

And  make  the  theme  their  own. 

3  Grace  reigns  to  pardon  crimson  sins. 

To  melt  the  hardest  hearts ; 
And  from  the  work  it  once  begins,:}: 

It  never  more  departs. 
The  world  and  Satan  strive  in  vain 

Against  the  chosen  few  ;§ 
Secur'd  by  grace's  conq'ring  reign, 

They  all  shall  conquer  too. 

4  Grace  tills  the  soil,  and  sows  the  seeds, 

Provides  the  sun  and  rain  ; 
Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceeds 

The  ripen'd  harvest-grain. 
'Twas  grace  that  call'd  our  souls  at  first; 

By  grace  thus  far  we're  come  ; 

*Rom.  V.  21.    tRev.  v.  9.  12.    :}:Phil.  i.  6. 
§Rom.  viii.  35-39. 


SALVATION  BY   GRACE.  297 

And  grace  will  help  us  through  the  worst, 
And  lead  us  safely  home. 

6  Lord,  when  this  changing  life  is  past, 

If  we  may  see  thy  face, 
How  shall  we  praise  and  love  at  last, 

And  sing  the  reign  of  grace  !* 
Yet  let  us  aim,  while  here  below, 

Thy  mercy  to  display  ; 
And  own,  at  least,  the  debt  we  owe, 

Although  we  cannot  pay. 

J_Q9  C.  M.  Newton. 

^^-'^  The  Thaw. 

1  nnHE  ice  and  snow  we  lately  saw, 

1       Which  cover'd  all  the  ground, 
Are  melted  soon  before  the  thaw. 
And  can  no  more  be  found. 

2  Could  all  the  art  of  man  suffice 

To  move  away  the  snow. 
To  clear  the  rivers  from  the  ice. 
Or  make  the  waters  flow? 

3  No,  'tis  the  work  of  God  alone  ; 

An  emblem  of  the  power 
By  which  he  melts  the  heart  of  stone 
In  his  appointed  hour. 

4  All  outward  means,  till  he  appears, 

Will  ineflectual  prove  ; 
Though  much  the  sinner  sees  and  hears 

He  cannot  learn  to  love. 
6  But  let  the  stoutest  sinner  feel 

The  soft'uing  Avarmth  of  grace, 
Though  hard  as  ice,  or  rocks,  or  steel, 

His  heart  dissolves  apace. 

6  Seeing  the  blood  which  Jesus  spilt. 

To  save  his  soul  from  woe. 
His  hatred,  unbelief,  and  guilt, 
All  melt  away  like  snow. 

7  Jesus,  we  in  thy  name  entreat, 

Reveal  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
And  grant  thy  Spirit's  kindly  heat, 
Our  frozen  hearts  to  warm. 

J_QO  8. 7.  Montgomery. 


^0 


MY  soul !  with  all  thy  powers, 
Bless  the  Lord's  most  holy  name ; 

*Psalm  cxY.  1. 


298  SALVATION  BY  GRACE. 

O  my  soul !  till  life's  last  hours, 
Bless  the  Lord,  his  praise  proclaim  : 
Tliiue  infirmities  he  lieal'd  ; 
He  thy  peace  and  pardon  seal'd. 

2  He  with  loving-kindness  crown'd  thee, 

Satisfi'd  tliy  mouth  with  good  ; 
From  the  snares  of  deatli  unbound  thee, 

Eagle-like  thy  j'outh  renew'd  : 
Kich  in  tender  mercy  He, 
Slow  to  wrath,  to  favor  free. 

3  He  will  not  retain  displeasure. 

Though  awhile  he  hide  his  face  ; 
Nor  his  God-like  bounty  measure 
By  our  merit,  but  his  grace  : 
As  the  heaven  the  earth  transcends, 
Over  us  his  care  extends. 

4  Far  as  east  and  west  are  parted, 

He  our  sins  hath  sever'd  thus  : 
As  a  father,  loving-hearted, 

Spares  his  son.  He  spareth  us ; 
For  He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  remembers  whence  we  came. 

5  Mark  the  field-flower,  where  it  groweth, 

Frail  and  beautiful ; — anon. 
When  the  south-wind  softly  bloweth, 
Look  again, — the  flower  is  gone  ! 
Such  is  man  ;  his  honors  pass. 
Like  the  glory  of  the  grass. 

6  From  eternity,  enduring 

To  eternity, — the  Lord, 
Still  his  people's  bliss  insuring, 
Keeps  his  covenanted  word  ; 
Yea,  with  trutli  and  righteousness, 
Children's  children  He  will  bless. 

7  As  in  heaven,  his  throne  and  dwelling, 

King  on  earth  he  holds  his  sway  ; 
Angels  !  ye  in  strength  excelling, 

Bless  the  Lord,  his  voice  obey  ; 
All  his  works  beneath  the  pole. 
Bless  the  Lord,  with  thee,  mj'  soul ! 

^Q/f  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  QERVANTS  of  God !  in  joyful  lays 
lO  Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 


GRACE.  299 

Blest  be  that  namo,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  suu'h  rising  to  its  rest ; 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known, 
Througli  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 

Who  is  like  God  ? — so  great,  so  high. 
He  bows  Himself  to  view  the  sky, 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 
He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone  ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust. 
And  saves  the  poor  in  him  that  trust. 

Servants  of  God!  in  joyful  lays 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore. 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermoi'e. 


GEACE. 


AQ.^  L-M-  Brewer. 

•±0<J     Christ  the  Sinner''s  Hiding -Place. 
Isaiah  xxxii.  2. 

1  TTTAIL,  sovereign  Grace,  that  first  began 

ii    The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  ! 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place  ! 

2  Against  the  God  who  rules  the  sky 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high ; 
Despis'd  the  mansions  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place  ! 

3  But  thus  the  Eternal  Counsel  ran, 
"Almighty  Love,  arrest  the  man  !" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress. 

And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place ! 

4  Indignant  Justice  stood  in  view  ; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew  ; 

But  Justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place  ! 

5  Ere  long  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  Mercy's  angel-form  appear'd  : 
She  led  me  on,  with  placid  pace, 
To  Jesus,  as  my  hiding-place  ! 


300  GRACE. 

6  Should  storms  of  seven-fold  thunder  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
No  thunder-bolt  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding-place. 

7  On  hira  almighty  vengeance  fell, 
That  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell : 

He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race,  ' 

And  thus  became  their  hidiug-place. 

8  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most. 
Will  land  me  on  the  heavenly  coast, 
Where  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  hiding-place. 

Ap,f<  C.  M.  Toplady 

•xOvJ        Q-race  Invincible. — Psalm  xlv. 

1  TTAIL,  mighty  Jesus  !  how  diviuo 

I~l.     Is  thy  victorious  sword  ; 

The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 

At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give  ; 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 
Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh. 

Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 
Go  forth,  sweet  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 

When  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet. 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace  ; 

6  0,  may  my  blood-wash'd  soul  be  found 
Among  that  favor'd  band  ; 
And  I,  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound 
Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 

lO's  &  11 's.  Toplady. 

Invincible  Grace. — Psalm  ex.  3. 
'OW  mighty  thou  art,  0  Lord,  to  convert ! 
Thou  only  couldst  conquer  so  stubborn 
a  heart ! 
For  thy  love  to  lost  man  alone  could  constrain 
So  stiff-neck'd  a  rebel  to  love  thee  again  ! 
2  Through  thee  I  embrace  the  ransoming  grace, 
Of  him  who  hath  sutFer'd  and  died  in  my  place  ! 
Tho'  I  strove  to  withstand  the  force  of  thy  hand, 
Thy  Spirit  would  couquer,and  1  was  constraiu'd. 


487 


GRACE.  301 

3  In  vain  T  withstood,  and  fled  from  ray  Oo  1, 
For  mercy  would  save  me  thro'  Jesus'  blood. 

1  felt  it  api)lied,  and  I  joyfully  cried, 

Me, me  thou  hastlov'd,a!idfor  me  thou  hast  died. 

4  For  sinners  like  me  thy  mercy  is  free, 

Who  liungcr  and  thirst  forredeiuption  by  thee; 
Lord,  gatlier  in  more,  make  this  the  glad  hour, 
Compel  them  to  yield  in  the  day  of  thy  power. 

AQQ  CM.  Newton. 

^^^Faith's  View.~l  Chron.  xvii.  16,  17. 

1  A  MAZING  grace  !  (how  sweet  tlie  sound!) 
XA.    That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found  ; 
AVas  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace  ! 

5  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow ; 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God,  who  call'd  me  here  below, 
"Will  be  for  ever  mine  ! 


489 


Gr' 


S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Grace. — Eph.  ii.  5-8. 


Harmonious  to  the  ear : 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  saints  shall  hear. 

Grace  first  ordain'd  the  way 
To  save  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan  ! 

Grace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  ; 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took. 


T 


302  GRACE. 

4      Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  pardoning  love  to  know  ; 
'Twas  grace  tliat  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go. 

6      Grace  all  tlie  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days  : 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

AQ  A  S.  M.  Burnham. 

rro\J  j'l^Q  Influence  of  Grace. — Eom.  iii.  24. 

IREE  grace  !  melodious  sound ! 
How  it  delights  my  ear  ; 
It  cheers  my  soul,  revives  my  hope, 
And  drowns  my  every  fear. 

Through  gi-ace  I  conquer  hell, 

And  break  infernal  chains  ; 
Through  grace  my  soul  aspires  to  heaven, 

Where  the  Redeemer  reigns  ! 

From  his  abounding  grace 

I  daily  draw  supplies  ; 
Grace  is  the  never-cea-^ing  spring 

Of  all  my  swelling  joys. 

And  when  we  meet  our  Lord, 
In  yon  celestial  throng, 
Grace  shall  inspire  our  sovils  to  sing, 
And  grace  be  all  our  song  ! 

L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Free  Grace. — 1  Cor.  xv.  10. 

1  QELF-RIGHTEOUS  souls  on  works  rely, 
O  And  boast  their  moral  dignity : 

But  if  I  lisp  a  song  of  praise, 

Each  note  shall  echo,  Grace,  free  grace. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  quicken'd  me  when  dead  ; 
'Twas  grace  my  soul  to  Jesus  led  ; 

Grace  brings  a  sense  of  pardon'd  sin, 
And  grace  subdues  my  lusts  within. 

3  Grace  reconciles  to  every  loss, 
And  sweetens  every  painful  cross  ; 
Defends  my  soul  when  danger  's  near  : 
By  g.  ace  alone  I  persevere. 

4  When  from  this  world  my  soiil  removes 
To  mansions  of  delight  and  love, 

I'll  cast  my  crown  before  liis  throne, 
And  shout,  Free  grace,  free  grace  alone. 


491 


492 


GRACE.  303 

C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Free  Grace. — Zech.  iv.  7. 

1  TTIREE  grace  to  eveiy  lieaven-born  soul 
_C      Will  be  tlieir  constaut  theme  ; 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll, 

They'll  still  adore  the  Lamb. 

2  Free  gi-ace  alone  can  wipe  the  tears 

From  our  lamenting  eyes ; 
Can  raise  our  souls  from  guilty  fears 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

3  Free  grace  can  death  itself  outbrave, 

And  take  its  sting  away  ; 
Can  souls  unto  the  utmost  save, 
And  them  to  heaven  convey. 

4  Our  Savior,  by  free  grace  alone, 

His  building  shall  complete  ; 
With  shouting  bring  forth  the  head  stone, 
Crjing,  Grace,  grace  unio  it. 

5  May  I  be  found  a  living  stone. 

In  Salem's  streets  above  ; 
And  help  to  sing,  before  the  throne. 
Free  grace  and  dying  love. 

4_qQ  CM.  Sonnets. 

tttJO  Everlasting  Love. 

1  "OEXEATH  the  sacred  throne  of  God 
_I3     I  saw  a  river  rise  ; 

The  streams  were  peace  and  pard'ning  blood 
Descending  from  the  skies. 

2  Angelic  minds  cannot  explore 

This  deep,  unfathom'd  sea  ; 
'Tis  void  of  bottom,  brim,  or  shore, 
And  lost  in  Deity. 

3  I  stood  amaz'd,  and  wonder'd  when. 

Or  why  this  ocean  rose, 
That  wafts  salvation  down  to  men, 
His  traitors  and  his  foes. 

4  That  sacred  flood,  from  Jesus'  veins, 

AVas  free  to  take  away 
A  Mar3''s  or  Manasseh's  stains, 
Or  sins  more  vile  than  they. 

6  Free  to  the  sinner,  dead  to  God, 

AVTio  souglit  the  road  to  hell. 
That  trampled  on  a  Savior's  blood, 
Aud  on  his  buckler  fell. 


304  GRACE. 

6  TriiTTTipliant  grace,  and  man's  free  will, 
Sliall  not  divide  the  throne ; 
For  man's  a  fallen  sinner  still, 
And  Christ  shall  reign  alone. 

AGA  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

^^'^  A  Song  of  Grace. 

1  "TF  I  must  sing,  I'll  sing  of  grace 

I     Which  raised  me  from  the  fall, 
And  led  me  to  a  hiding  place. 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  all. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  brought  my  roving  feet 

From  sin's  destructive  road, 
And  pointed  out  a  sure  retreat, 
Jesus  my  blest  abode. 

3  Grace  also  first  my  soul  inclin'd 

At  wisdom's  door  to  wait, 
Arid  then  assur'd  me  I  should  find 
A  Savior  good  and  great. 

4  Grace  likewise  urg'd  my  soul  to  cry, 

With  fervency  and  zeal, 
To  God,  who  would  not  pass  me  by, 
But  would  my  pardon  seal. 

5  And  when  I've  sank  exceeding  low. 

Just  ready  to  give  up. 
This  grace  hath  rais'd  my  soul  unto 
A  comfortable  hope. 

6  Of  grace,  I'll  therefore  loudly  sing, 

As  long  as  I  have  breath  ; 
Nor  will  1  fear  the  dreadful  sting, 
That  arms  the  monster,  Death. 

AC) ^  ll's  &  8's.  K ■. 

^u*J  JDistinguisJiing  Grace. — Jer.  xxxi.  3. 

'N  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 
Ye  pilgrims  !  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth,  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of 
Days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love,  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 

Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame, 
Wlien  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he 
drew. 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  0  had  he  not  pitied  the  state  you  were  in. 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt. 


GRACE.  305 

You  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  died  too 
in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could   merit 

esteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 
'Twas  "  even  so, Father !"  you  ever  must  sing, 
"  Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to 

obey ! 
While  others  were  suffer'd  to  go 
The  road  wliich  by  nature  we  chose  as  our 

way. 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  wo. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his 
fame. 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

AQf\  7's.  Cowper. 

^^  ^  Mt  of  Works. 

1  /^  RACE,  triumphant  in  the  throne, 
VX  Scorns  a  rival,  reigns  alone  ! 
Come,  and  bow  beneath  her  sway. 
Cast  3'our  idol-works  away. 

Works  of  man,  when  made  his  plea. 
Never  shall  accepted  be  ; 
Fruits  of  pride  (vain-glorious  worm !) 
Are  the  best  he  can  perform. 

2  Self,  the  god  his  soul  adores, 
Influences  all  his  powers  ; 
Jesus  is  a  slighted^  name, 
Self-advancement  all  his  aim  ; 

But  when  God  the  Judge  shall  come, 
To  pronounce  the  final  doom, 
Tlien  for  rocks  and  hills  to  hide 
All  his  works  and  all  his  pride  1 

3  Still  the  boasting  heart  replies, 
What!  the  worthy  and  the  wise, 
Friends  to  temperance  and  peace, 
Have  not  these  a  righteousness? 
Banish  ev'ry  vain  pretence 

Built  on  human  excellence  ; 
Perish  ev'ry  thing  in  man, 
But  the  grace  that  never  can. 


306  GRACE. 

AC) 7  L.  M.  Cowper. 

rtfj  I  Grace  and  Providence. 

1  A  I.MTGHTY  King  !  whose  wondrous  hand 
J\,  Supports  the  weight  of  sea  and  land, 
AVhose  grace  is  such  a  boundless  store, 

No  heart  shall  break  that  sighs  for  more. 

2  Thy  providence  supplies  my  food, 
And  'tis  thy  blessing  makes  it  good  ; 
My  soul  is  nourish'd  by  thy  word. 
Let  soul  and  bodj'  praise  the  Lord. 

3  My  streams  of  outward  comfort  came 
From  him,  who  built  this  earthly  frame  ; 
Whate'er  I  want  his  bounty  gives, 

By  whom  my  soul  for  ever  lives. 

4  Either  his  hand  preserves  from  pain, 
Or,  if  I  feel  it,  heals  again  ; 

From  Satan's  malice  shields  my  breast, 
Or  over-rules  it  for  the  best. 

5  Forgive  the  song  that  falls  so  low 
Beneath  the  gratitude  I  owe  ! 

It  means  thy  praise,  however  poor, 
An  angel's  song  can  do  no  more. 


498 


CM.  Newton. 

The  Poioer  of  Grace. 

APPY  the  birth  where  grace  presides, 
To  form  the  future  life  ; 
In  wisdom's  paths  the  soul  she  guides, 
Remote  from  noise  and  strife. 

2  Since  I  have  known  the  Savior's  name, 

And  what  for  me  he  bore. 

No  more  I  toil  for  empty  fame, 

I  thirst  for  gold  no  more. 

3  Plac'd  by  his  hand  in  this  retreat, 

I  make  his  love  my  theme  ; 
And  see  that  all  the  world  calls  great, 
Is  but  a  waking  dream. 

4  Since  he  has  rank'd  my  worthless  name 

Amongst  the  favor'd  few, 
Let  the  mad  world  who  scoflf  at  them, 
Revile  and  hate  me  too. 

5  0  thoii,  whose  voice  the  dead  can  raise, 

And  soften  hearts  of  stone, 
And  teach  the  dumb  to  sing  thy  praise  ! 
This  work  is  all  thine  own. 


GRACE.  307 

6  Thy  wond'ring  saints  rejoice  to  see 

A  wretch  like  me  restor'd ; 
And  point,  and  say,  "  How  chang'd  is  he, 
Who  once  defied  the  Lord  !" 

7  Grace  bade  me  live,  and  taught  my  tongue 

To  aim  at  notes  divine  ; 
And  grace  accepts  my  feeble  song  ; 
The  glory,  Lord,  be  thine  ! 

J_QQ  8.  7.  4.  Toplndy. 

^^ 'J Free  Salvation.— 2  Tim.  i.  9  ;  1  Pet.  ii.  t). 

1  XESUS  is  our  great  salvation  ; 
fj      Worthy  of  our  best  esteem  ! 
He  has  saved  his  favorite  nation ; 

Join  to  sing  aloud  of  him! 

He  has  saved  us  ! 
Christ  alone  could  us  redeem ! 

2  When  involved  in  sin  and  ruin, 

And  no  helper  there  Avas  foxmd, 
Jesus  our  distress  was  viewing  ; 
Grace  did  more  than  sin  abound ! 

He  has  call'd  us, 
With  salvation  in  the  sound. 

3  Let  us  never,  Lord,  forget  thee  ; 

Make  us  walk  as  children  here  : 
We  will  give  thee  all  the  glory. 
Of  that  love  that  brought  us  near : 

Bid  us  praise  thee. 
And  rejoice  with  lioly  fear. 

4  Free  election,  known  by  calling, 

Is  a  priv.lege  divine  ; 
Saints  are  kept  f.-om  final  falling  ; 
All  the  glory.  Lord,  be  thine  : 

All  the  glory ! 
All  the  glory,  Lord,  is  thine ! 


308  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

;^AA  CM.  Watts. 

Oyjyj     ijij^Q  loitnessing  and  sealing  Spirit. 
Rom.  vii'i.  14.  16.    Eph.  i.  13,  14. 
'HY  should  the  chiklren  of  a  king 
Go  mourning  all  tlieir  days? 
Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven ! 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
-    The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  : 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Will  safe  convey  me  home. 
/=:  A]  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^-*-    Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit ;  or, 
Fervency  of  Devotion  desired. 

1  /^OME,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
V_y  Wiih  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  Ave  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toj'^s  ; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs. 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosanuas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee? 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT.  309 

^A9  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^'^  The  sight  of  God  and  C'lirist  in  Heaven. 

1  T\ESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove, 

I  /  Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thj'  wings, 
And  monnt  and  bear  ns  far  above 
Tlie  reach  of  tliese  inferior  things : 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky. 
Up  wliere  eternal  ages  roll, 
AVhcre  solid  pleasures  never  die. 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  0  for  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ! 
There  sits  our  Savior  crowu'd  with  light, 
Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  befoi  e  him  fiill ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

5  0  what  amazing  joys  they  feel 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing. 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear. 
That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above. 
And  stand  and  bow  among  them  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love ! 

I 
KCiO  L.  M.  Rippon'sCoI. 

oyjO        A  propitious  Gale  longed  for. 

1  A  T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
jljl.  Toiling,  I  cry,  '  Siceet  Sj)irit,  come  ! 
'Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

*  But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way ! 

2  '  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  T  glow, 
'  And  loose- my  cable  from  below  ; 

*  But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail ; 

'  T/ioif,T/iOM  must  breathe  th'  auspicious  gale! 

P^OA  L.  M.  Steele. 

uxj^rpj^g  jnfiuences  of  the  Spirit  experienced. 

John  xiv.  16,  17. 
1  T\EAR  Lord  !  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
i  /  In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ! 
Unworthy  dwelling  !  glorious  guest ! 
Favor  astonishing,  divine ! 


310  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  AMien  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  almost  expires  in  night. 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  Spring  of  comfort,  life  and  light? 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh ! 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  control. 
And  bid  my  drooping  j^owers  rejoice ! 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Savior  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires  ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 
Which  animates,  these  strong  desii-es? 

6  What  less  than  thy.  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  lieart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  the  ■,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  tru^t? 

7  And,  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
*  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace,' 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace? 

8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  0  God  of  love  ! 

And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

ftA^  L.  M.  Eippon's  Col. 

^^  ^  Prayer  for  all  the  saving  Injlueaces  of 
Grace. 

1  TT'M  in  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, — 
JL  A  wilderness  of  toils  and  tears, 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat. 

2  Shed  down,  0  Lord,  a  heavenly  ray, 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power. 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flatt'ring  path  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run  ; 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss. 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  Each  sacred  principle  impart ; — 
The  faith  that  sanctifies  the  heart ; 


THE  HOLY  SPreiT.  311 

Hope,  that  to  heaven's  high  vault  aspires; 
And  love  that  Avarms  with  holy  tires. 

5  Whatever  is  uoble,  pure,  refin'cl, 
Just,  geu'rous,  amiable,  and  kiud, 
That  may  my  constant  thought  pursue — 
That  may  I  love  and  practise  too. 

6  Let  neither  pleasure,  wealth,  nor  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside  ; 

But,  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 

7  There  glories  shine,  and  pleasures  roll. 
That  charm,  delight,  transport — the  soul ; 
And  every  panting  wish  shall  be 
Possest  of  boundless  bliss  in  Thee. 

I^0(\  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

*^^^  Divine  Draioings  celebrated.-'H.osea  xi.4. 

1  "]%/T^Y  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine  ! 
.It I    How  soft,  and  yet  how  strong! 
"While  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 

To  draw  our  souls  along. 

2  Thou  saw'st  us  crush'd  beneath  the  yoke 

Of  Satan  and  of  sin : 
Thy  hand  the  iron  bondage  broke, 
Our  worthless  hearts  to  win, 

3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thousand  sins 

One  moment  takes  away  ; 
And  grace,  when  tirst  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 

4  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears, 

In  rich  profusion  flows, 
And  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 
Eternity  bestows. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords,  we  onward  move, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet : 

And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 

Embrace  our  Conqueror's  feet. 

f^OY  L.  M.  Primitive. 

*^^  *  Teachings  of  the  Spirit. 

1  /~^O^rE,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light, 

\J  Whose  power  and  grace  are  uncoufin'd, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  niglit, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  words  reveal. 


312  FAITH. 

Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 
Make  me  delight  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Thine  inward  teaching  make  me  know 

Thy  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  "While  through  these  dubious  paths  I  stray. 

Spread  like  the  sun  thy  beams  abroad  ; 
0  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

6  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
Forever  dwell,  0  God  of  love  ; 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 


FAITH. 

P{r\Q  S.  M.  Beddome 

^^C>  Faith.-2  Fet.  i.  I. 

lAITH  !  'tis  a  precious  grace, 
Where'er  it  is  bestow'd; 
It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

Jesus  it  owns  a  King, 

An  all-atoning  Priest; 
It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 

But  looks  for  all  in  C!)rist. 

To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 

"When  flll'd  with  deep  distress ; 
Flics  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 

And  trusts  his  rfghteousncss. 

Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free, 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  and  make  known 
The  power  of  faith  in  me. 

CM.  Watts. 

Faith  the  Evidence  of  Things  unseen. 
Heb.  xi. 

FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 


509 


FAITH.  813 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  3'ears  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  B}'  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  : 
Abra'm,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  the  eternal  hands  ; 
And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 

KT  A  CM.  Gadsby'sCol. 

tJ±\j  Origin  and  Acts  of  Faith. — Heb.  xii.  2. 

1  TT^AITH  owes  its  birth  to  sovereign  grace, 
Jj      And  lives  beneath  the  tlirone, 
Where  grace  maintains  her  dwelling-place. 

And  reigns  supreme  alone. 

2  [Faith  yields  to  grace  the  glory  due, 

Xor  dares  assume  her  place  ; 
But  owns  all  doctrine  must  be  true, 
That  springs  from  sovereign  grace.] 

3  The  precious  cleansing  blood  of  Christ 

Is  a  delightful  theme  : 
When  faith  is  lifted  up  the  highest, 
She  sings  of  none  but  him. 

4  Faith  owns  the  sceptre  througli  the  cross. 

And  yields  obedience  true  ; 
Counts  all  things  else  but  earth  and  dross, 
To  keep  the  Lamb  in  view. 

5  To  live  upon  his  precious  death 

Is  faith's  div'ine  repast ;  • 
The  language  of  his  dying  breath, 
"See,  how  she  holds  it  fast !" 

6  Faith  views  him  dead  upon  the  tree  ; 

Then  buried  in  the  grave  ; 
And  waits  around  the  tomb,  to  see 
Him  rise  with  power  to  save. 

7  Then  to  the  Mount  of  Olives  go  ; 

There  faith,  with  eager  eye, 
Beholds  her  Lord  leave  all  below, 
To  dwell  and  reign  on  high. 

8  With  tears  of  joy  faith  now  believes 

The  day  will  surely  come. 


314  FAITH. 

When  he  who  Jesus'  cross  receives 
Shall  see  him  crown'd  at  home. 

mC.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Trust  in  God's  Faithfulness.— Mai.  iii.  6. 

1  "fX/'fl^"  should  my  fears  so  far  prevail, 

VV      When  they  my  hopes  accost? 
My  faith,  though  weak,  can  never  fail, 
Nor  shall  my  hopes  be  lost. 

2  A  thousand  promises  are  wrote 

In  characters  of  blood  ; 
And  those  emphatic  lines  denote 
The  ever-faithful  God. 

3  Through  those  dear  promises  I  range  ; 

And,  blessed  be  his  name, 
Though  I,  a  feeble  mortal,  change, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 
PJI  O  C.  M.  Watts. 

0  LZj      a  jY^g  walk  tyy  faith,  not  by  sigf/ii." 

2  Cor.  V.  7. 

1  'rails  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

I     We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries. 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ra}"-. 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow. 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abraham,  bj'  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God  ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

n-\0  S.  M.  Hart. 

^^^    True  and  False  Faith.— Rom.  v.  1,  2. 

1  1/ "FAITH'S  a  convincing  proof; 
JC     A  substance  sound  and  sure  ; 

That  keeps  the  soul  secure  enough. 
But  makes  it  not  secure. 

2  [Notion's  the  harlot's  test. 
By  which  the  truth's  reviled  ; 

The  child  of  fancy,  finely  dress'd, 
But  not  the  living  child.] 


FAITH.  315 

3  Faith  is  by  knowledge  fed, 
And  with  obedience  mix'd  ; 

Notion  is  empty,  cohl,  and  dead, 
And  fancy's  never  fix'd. 

4  True  faith's  the  life  of  God; 
Deep  in  the  heart  it  lies  : 

It  lives  and  labors  under  load  ; 
Though  damp'd  it  never  dies. 

5  Opinions  in  the  head, 
True  faith  as  far  excel 

As  body  dilfers  from  a  shade, 
.  Or  kernels  from  the  shell 

6  [To  see  good  bread  and  wine, 
Is  not  to  eat  and  drink  ; 

So  some,  who  hear  the  word  divine. 
Do  not  believe,  but  think.] 

7  True  faith  refines  the  heart, 
And  purifies  with  blood  ; 

Takes  the  whole  gospel,  not  a  part, 
And  holds  the  fear  of  God. 

1^1  A  8.  8.  6.  Toplady. 

^  -^^ Faith  takes  comfort  in  Christ^s  atonement. 

IROM  Avhence  this  fear  and  unbelief? 
Hast  thou,  0  Father,  put  to  grief 
Thy  spotless  Son  for  me  ? 
And  will  the  rigliteous  Judge  of  men 
Condemn  me  for  that  debt  of  sin 
Which,  Lord,  was  charged  on  thee? 

2  Complete  atonement  thou  hast  made. 
And  to  the  utmost  farthing  paid 

Whate'er  th}'  people  owed  : 
How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place, 
If  shelter'd  in  thy  righteousness. 

And  sprinkled  with  thy  blood? 

3  [If  thou  hast  my  discharge  procured. 
And  freely  in  my  room  endured 

The  whole  of  wrath  divine, 
Payment  God  cannot  twice  demand. 
First  at  my  bleeding  Surety's  hand, 

And  then  again  at  mine.] 

4  Turn,  then,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest ; 
The  merits  of  thy  great  High  Priest 

Speak  peace  and  liberty  : 
Trust  in  his  efficacious  blood. 
Nor  fear  thy  banishment  from  God, 

Since  Jesus  died  for  thee. 


316  FAITH. 


51 


^  lO's  &  ll's.  Newton. 

^  "  I  will  trust  and  not  be  afraid/^ 
Isaiah  xii.  2. 

lEGOXE,  unbelief,  my  Savior  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  sm-ely  appear 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 

Tho'  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink  : 

Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review,    [thro'. 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite 

4  Determined  to  save,  he  watched  over  my 

path. 
When,   Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with 

death. 
And  can  he  have  taught  me. to  trust   iu  liis 

name. 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me   to  put  me  to 

shame  ? 

5  [Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ?    He  told  me  no  less  ; 

The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  liis  word. 
Thro'  much  tribulation  must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup,  no  heart  can  conceive. 
Which  he  drank  quite  up  that  sinners  might 

live. 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than 

mine ; 
Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine  ?] 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  Avork  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food  : 

Tho'  painful  at   present,   'twill  cease  before 

long, 
And  then,  0  how  pleasant   the   conqueror's 

song. 

n~\  a  8s.  Hart. 

^J-'-'  Saving  Faith.— Acts  xvi.  31 ;  Pet.  ii.  6. 

1  rpHE  sinner  that  truly  believes, 
1     And  trusts  in  his  crucified  Lord, 
His  justification  I'eceives, 
Kedemptiou  iu  full  through  his  blood ; 


FAITH.  317 

Though  thonsaiuls  and  thousands  of  foes 
Af^ainst  him  in  malice  unite, 
Their  rage  lie  through  Christ  can  oppose, 
Led  forth  by  the  spirit  to  tight. 

2  Not  all  the  delusions  of  sin 

Shall  ever  seduce  him  to  death  ; 
He  now  has  the  witness  within, 
Rejoicing  in  Jesus  by  faith. 
This  faitii  shall  eternally  fail 
When  Jesus  shall  fall  from  his  throne  ; 
For  hell  against  both  must  prevail, 
Since  Jesus  and  he  are  but  one. 

3  The  faith  that  lays  hold  on  the  Lamb 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name  ; 
The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is  : 
A  principle,  active  and  young, 
That  lives  under  pressure  and  load  ; 
Tliat  makes  out  of  weakness  more  strong, 
And  draws  the  soul  upward  to  God. 

4  [It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell ; 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair  ; 
And  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
It  mounts  up  to  heaven  in  prayer: 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust 
._     With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
•To  hope  his  forgiveness  is  just. 
And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end.] 

5  It  sajs  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart," 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 
And  makes  their  sore  consciences  whole: 
Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 
Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white ; 
And  proves  such  a  sinner  as  I 
As  pure  as  an  angel  of  light.] 


517 


7.  4.  Hart. 

**  Whom  resist,  steadfast  in  the  faith.'' ^ 
I  Peter  v.  9. 


1  TTN  all  our  worst  afflictions, 

I     When  furious  foes  surrround  us  ; 
When  troubles  vex,  and  fears  perplex, 

And  Satan  would  confound  us  : 

When  foes  to  God  and  goodness. 

We  find  ourselves,  by  feeling, 


318  FAITH. 

To  do  what's  right,  unable  quite, 
And  almost  as  unwilling  : 

2  Wlien,  like  the  restless  ocean, 

Our  hearts  cast  up  uucleanness; 
Flood  after  flood,  with  mire  and  mud, 

And  all  is  foul  within  us  : 
When  love  is  cold  and  languid, 

And  different  passions  shake  us  : 
When  hope  deca3-s,  and  God  delaj's, 

And  seems  to  quite  forsake  us  : 

3  Then  to  maintain  the  battle 

With  soldier-like  behavior ; 
To  keep  the  field,  and  never  yield, 

But  firmly  eye  the  Savior  ; 
To  trust  his  gracious  promise. 

Thus  hard  beset  with  evil, 
This,  this  is  faith  ;  'twill  conquer  death. 

And  overcome  the  devil. 

^1  Q  8.  7.  Hart. 

tj±u  Faith  and  Bepentance. — Rom.  iv.  IS. 

ET  us  ask  the  important  question, 
(Brethren  be  not  too  secure,) 
What  it  is   to  be  a  Christian, 

How  we  ma}''  our  hearts  assure. 
Vain  is  all  our  best  devotion. 

If  on  false  foundations  built; 
True  religion's  more  than  notion — 
Something  must  be  known  and  felt. 

2  ['Tis  to  trust  our  well  beloved, 

If  his  blood  has  washed  us  clean  ; 
'Tis  to  hope  our  guilt's  removed. 

Though  we  feel  it  rise  within: 
To  believe  that  all  is  finish'd. 

Though  so  much  remains  t'  endure  ; 
Find  the  dangers  undiminish'd. 

Yet  to  hold  deliverance  sure.] 

3  ['Tis  to  credit  contradictions  ; 

Talk  with  him  one  never  sees  ; 
Cry  and  groan  beneath  afflictions. 

Yet  to  dread  the  thoughts  of  ease : 
'Tis  to  feel  the  fight  against  us. 

Yet  the  victory  hope  to  gain ; 
To  believe  that  Christ  hath  cleansed  us. 

Though  the  leprosy  remain  : 

4  [  Tis  to  hear  the  Holy  Spirit  , 

Prompting  us  to  secret  prayer ; 


FAITH.  819 

To  rejoice  in  Jesns'  merit, 

Yet  coutiQual  sorrow  bear ; 
To  receive  a  full  remission 

Of  our  sins  for  evermore ; 
Yet  to  sigh  with  sore  contrition, 

Begging  mercy  every  hour.] 

5  To  be  steadfast  in  believing  ; 

Yet  to  tremble,  fear,  and  quake  ; 
Every  moment  be  receiving 

Strength,  and  yet  be  always  weak: 
To  be  lighting,  fleeing,  turning  ; 

Ever  sinking,  yet  to  swim  ; 
To  converse  with  Jesus,  mourning 

For  ourselves,  or  else  for  him. 

;^1  Q  CM.  Sonnets. 

fJ±tJ   27ie  Strength  and  victory  of  Faith. 

1  ~DY  faith  I  knoAV  the  worlds  were  made 
_0     By  God's  great  word  of  might ; 
And  when,  "  Let  there  be  light,"  he  said, 

That  moment  there  was  light. 

2  By  Faith  I  mount  the  azure  sky, 

And  from  that  lofty  sphere, 
This  dusty  clod  is  in  my  eye 
Unworthy  of  my  care. 

3  By  faith  I  see  the  unseen  things, 

Hid  from  all  mortal  eyes; 
Proud  reason  stretching  all  its  wings, 
Beneath  me  flut'ring  lies. 

4  By  faith  I  build  my  lasting  hope 

On  righteousness  divine  ; 
Nor  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
Whatever  storms  combine. 

5  My  faith,  my  works,  my  righteousness, 

And  duties  all  I  own 
But  loss  and  dung  ;  and  lay  my  stress 

On  what  my  Lord  has  done. 
^90  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

"^^^  Faith's  Foundation. 

1  TT^AITH  has  for  its  foundation  broad, 
Jj       A  stable  rock  on  which  I  stand, 
The  truth  and  faithfulness  of  God  ; 

All  otlier  grounds  are  sinking  sand. 

2  My  frames  and  feelings  ebb  and  flow  ; 

And  when  my  faith  depends  on  them. 
It  fleets  and  staggers  to  and'fro. 
And  dies  amidst  the  dying  frame. 


320  FAITH. 

3  Could  I  believe  what  God  has  spoke, 

Rely  on  his  uuo^ianging  love, 
And  cease  to  grasp  at  fleeting  smoke, 
No  changes  would  my  mountain  move. 

4  But  when  my  joys  are  clean  away, 

And  comfortable  feelings  fail ; 
My  feeble  faith  falls  in  decay, 
And  unbelieving  doubts  prevail. 

n^~[  8.6s.  Sonnets. 

^'-'^  Benouncing  the  World. 

1  nnELL  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys, 

i     Of  sinful  mirth  and  carnal  joys, 

The  things  I  loved  before  ; 
Let  me  but  view  my  Savior's  face. 
And  feel  his  animating  grace, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 

2  Tell  me  no  more  of  praise  and  wealth. 
Of  great  prosperity  and  health, 

For  these  have  all  their  snares  ; 
Let  me  but  know  my  sins  forgiv'n. 
And  see  my  name  eni'oU'd  in  heav'n, 

I'm  then  quite  free  from  cares. 

3  Tell  me  no  more  of  loft}^  tow'rs, 
Delighftul  gardens — fragrant  bow'rs, 

For  these  are  little  things  ; 
A  private  room  for  me  design'd. 
Will  better  suite  my  happy  mind, 

Thau  palaces  of  kings. 

4  Tell  me  no  more  of  noble  guests, 

•  Of  gaudy  dress  and  sumpuous  feasts. 
Extravagance  and  waste  ; 
A  little  table  only  spread. 
With  wholesome  herbs  and  wholesome  bread 
Much  better  suits  my  taste. 

6  Give  me  the  bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand. 
And  faith  to  trust  the  Lord ; 
I'd  set  alone  from  day  to  daj', 
Nor  urge  gay  company  to  stay. 
Nor  wish  to  rove  abroad. 


522 


CM.  Watts. 

The  Brazen  Serpeyit ;    or,  Looking  to 
Jt'sus. — John  iii.  14-16. 


^S 


0  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 
The  brazen  serpent  high. 


FAITH.  321 

The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  eamp  forbore  to  die. 

2  'Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 

'  And  live,'  the  prophet  cries ; 

But  Clirist  performs  a  nobler  cure 

When  Faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  cross  the  Savior  hung, 

High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns : 
Here  sinners  by  th'  old  serpent  stung 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 

A  dying  world  revives. 
The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 

Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
^OO  CM.  Watts. 

^^*-^Fea7'  not,  for  I  am  with  Thee.-lsa.  xli.  10. 

1  A  XD  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
l\     To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 

Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near? 

2  Dost  thou  a  father's  bowels  feel 

For  all  thy  humble  saints? 
And  in  such  friendly  accents  speak 
To  soothe  our  sad  complaints  ? 

3  Why  droop  our  hearts?  why  flow  our  eyes? 

While  such  a  voice  we  hear? 
Why  rise  our  sorrows  and  our  fears. 
While  such  a  friend  is  near  ? 

4  To  all  thine  other  favors,  add 

A  heart  to  trust  thy  word  ; 
And  death  itself  shall  hear  us  sing, 
While  resting  on  the  Lord. 

^9/1  CM.  Doddridge. 

*^^^  My   God  shall  Supphj  all   Your  neeii. 

Phil.  iv.  19-20. 

1  1\/f~Y  God  ! — hoAv  cheerful  is  the  sound  ! 
IVI      How  pleasant  to  repeat! 

Well  may  that  heart  with  pleasure  bound. 
Where  God  hath  fixed  his  seat. 

2  What  want  shall  not  our  Lord  supply 

From  his  redundant  stores  ; 
What  streams  of  mercy  from  on  high 
An  arm  almighty  pours ! 

3  From  Christ  the  ever-living  spring, 

These  ample  blessings  flow  ; 


322  FAITH. 

Prepare,  my  lips,  his  name  to  sing, 
Whose  heart  has  lov'd  us  so. 

4  Now  to  our  Father  and  our  God 
Be  endless  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode, 
And  through  the  highest  heaven. 

non  CM.  Doddridge. 

OzjO    Pear  not,  it  is   your  Father'' s  good 
pleasure  to  givie  you  the  A^mjcZojJi.-Luke  xii.  32. 

1  'TT'E  little  flock  whom  Jesus  feeds, 

I       Dismiss  your  anxious  cares  ; 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  souls. 
And  smile  away  your  fears. 

2  Though  wolves  and  lions  prowl  around, 

His  stall"  is  your  defence  : 
Midst  sands  and  rocks,  yom' Shepherd's  voice 
Calls  streams  and  pastures  thence. 

3  Your  Father  will  a  kingdom  give, 

And  give  it  with  delight ; 
His  feeblest  cliild  his  love  shall  call 
To  triumph  in  his  sight. 

4  [Ten  thousand  praises.  Lord,  we  bring 

For  sure  supports  like  these  : 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  sing 
Thy  living  promises. 

5  For  all  we  hope,  and  they  enjoy. 

We  bless  the  Saviors  name: 
Nor  shall  that  stroke  disturb  the  song 
Which  breaks  this  mortal  frame.] 

no  a  CM.  Rippou'sCol. 

*-'^  '^  The  Power  of  Faith. 

1  "TT^AITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
_r      And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 

Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings. 
And  softens  all  my  cares  : 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  thi  gs, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power. 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheei*, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 


FAITH.  323 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  ■worlds, 

Wliere  deatliless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  me  seelv  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  iu  vain  : — 

5  Sl)o\vs  me  tlie  precious  promise,  seal'd 

Witli  tlie  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  lielps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faitliful  God. 

6  There,  there  unshaken,  "vrould  I  rest 

Till  this  vile  body  dies  ; 
And  tlien  on  faith  s  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rise  ! 
Xi}7  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

^*-' *  The  Struggle  between  Faith  and  Unbelief. 
Mark  ix.  24. 

1  XEStJS,  our  souls'  delightful  choice, 
fj      In  tliee,  believing,  we  rejoice  ; 
Yet  still  our  joy  is  mixed  with  grief, 
While  faith  contends  with  unbelief. 

2  Thy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  : 
But  guilt,  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 

3  0  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 
While  saints  lie  mourning  in  the  dust ; 
Nor  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brongiit, 

AVhich  thy  own  gracious  hand  hath  wrought. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame  ; 
Keveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  shades  dispers'd  by  opening  light. 

rj9Q  8's.  T.  ola'^r. 

*^^0  Faith  Triumphing. 

1  A    DERTOR  to  mercy  alone,— 
J:\      ji  covenant  mercy  I  sing  ; 

N  •'•  tear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 
jv'y  person  and  offering  to  bring  . 

T"  .e  teirors  of  law  and  of  (Jod 
W'la  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  , 

My  Savior's  obedience  and  blood 

Il^de  all  my  transgressions  from  vie  v. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete  ; 
His  promise  is  Yea  and  Amen, 
And  never  was  fofeited  yet : 


32 1  FAITH. 

Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, — '    . 

Not  all  things  below,  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase  ; 
Impress'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indellible  grace  : 
Yes!     I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given  ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

^OQ  L.  M.  Newton. 

O^iJ  Walking  voilh  God. 

1  T>  Y  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God, 

J)  With  heaven,  my  journey's  end,  in  vie  v, 
Suppported  by  his  staff  and  rod,* 
My  road  is  safe  and  pleasant  too. 

2  I  travel  through  a  desert  wide, 
Wliere  many  round  me  blindly  stray  ; 
But  he  vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide,! 
And  will  not  let  me  miss  my  Avay. 

3  Though  snares  and  dangers  throng  my  path, 
And  earth  and  hell  my  course  withstand, 

I  triumph  over  all  by  faith,:]: 
Guarded  by  his  almighty  hand. 

4  The  wilderness  affords  no  food, 
But  God  for  my  support  prepares  ; 
Provides  me  ever}''  needful  good. 

And  frees  my  soul  from  want  and  cares. 

5  With  him  sweet  converse  I  maintain. 
Great  as  he  is,  I  dare  be  free ; 

Tell  hira  of  all  my  grief  and  pain. 
And  he  reveals  his  love  to  me. 

6  Some  cordial  from  his  word  he  brings, 
When'er  my  feeb  e  spirit  faints  ; 

At  once  my  soul  revives  and  sings. 
And  3-ields  no  more  to  sad  complaints. 

7  I  pity  all  that  worldlings  talk 

Of  pleasure  that  will  quickly  end  : 

Be  this  my  choice,  0  Lord,  to  walk 

With  thee  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend  ! 

*Psal.  xxii.  4.      f  Psal.  cvii.      %  Psal.  xxvii.  1,2 


FAITH. 


321 


530 


C.  M.  Cowpeu 

Jehovah  Jireh. — Gen.  xii.  14. 

1  nnHE  saints  should  never  be  dismayed, 

M      Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear  : 
For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Savior  will  appear. 

2  This  Abra'm  found — he  rais'd  the  knife, 

God  saw,  and  said,  "  Forbear: 
Yon  ram  shall  yield  his  meaner  life  ; 
Behold  the  victim  there  !  " 

3  Once  David  seem'd  Saul's  certain  prey  ; 

But  hark  !  the  foe's  at  hand  ;* 
Saul  turns  his  arms  another  way, 
To  save  the  invaded  land. 

4  When  Jonah  sunk  beneath  the  wave, 

He  thought  to  rise  no  more  ;t 
But  God  prepar'd  a  fish  to  save, 
And  bear  him  to  the  shore. 

5  Bless'd  proofs  of  power  and  grace  divine, 

That  meet  us  in  his  word ! 
Maj'  ev'ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine 
Be  trusted  with  the  Lord. 

6  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 

And  though  it  taiTy,  wait ; 
The  promise  may  be  long  delayed, 
But  cannot  come  too  late. 

P.  M.  Newtoa 

and    Triumph  of  Faith 
--■"'  "'■    6. 


531 


Tlie  power  

Ezekiel  iii 


1 


SUPPORTED  by  the  word, 


Though  in  himself  a  worm, 
The  servant  of  the  Lord 
Can  wondrous  acts  perform  : 
Without  dismay  he  boldly  treads 
Where'er  the  path  of  duty  leads. 

2  The  haughty  king  in  vain. 
With  fury  on  his  brow, 
Believers  would  constrain 
To  golden  gods  to  bow  ; 

The  furnace  could  not  make  them  fear. 
Because  they  knew  the  Lord  was  near. 

3  As  vain  was  the  decree 

Which  charged  them  not  to  pray  ; 


*Sam.  xxiii.  7. 


t  Jonah  i.  17. 


326  FAITH. 

Daniel  still  bowed  liis  knee, 

And  worship'd  thrice  a-day 
Trusting  in  God,  he  fear'd  not  men, 
Though  threatened  with  the  lion's  den. 

4  Secure  they  might  refuse 
Comjjliance  with  such  laws  ; 
For  what  had  they  to  lose, 
When  God  espoused  their  cause  ? 

TTe  made  the  hungry  lions  crouch, 
Nor  durst  the  fire  his  children  touch. 

5  The  Lord  is  still  the  same, 
A  mighty  shield  and  toAver, 
And  they  who  trust  his  name 
Are  guarded  by  his  power  ; 

He  can  the  rage  of  lions  tame, 

And  bear  them  harmless  through  the  flame. 

6  Yet  we  too  often  shrink 
When  trials  are  in  view  ; 
Expecting  we  must  sink, 
And  never  can  get  through  : 

But  could  we  once  believe  indeed. 
From  all  these  fears  we  should  be  freed. 
p:oo  L.  M.  Cowper 

^^"^      A  Living  and  a  Dead  Faith. 

1  rilHE  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise 

I     From  humble  minds  and  hearts  sincere, 
While  all  the  loud  professor  sa3's 
Offends  the  righteous  Judge's  ear. 

2  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day. 
To  mark  the  precepts'  holy  light, 

To  wage  the  warfare,  watch  and  pray, 
Show  Avho  are  i^leasing  in  his  sight. 

3  With  golden  bells,  the  priestly  vest,* 
And  rich  pomegranates  border'd  round. 
The  need  of  holiness  express'd. 

And  call'd  for  fruit  as  well  as  sound. 

4  Easy,  indeed,  it  were  to  reach 
A  mansion  in  the  courts  above, 

If  swelling  words  and  fluent  speech 
Might  serve  instead  of  faith  and  love. 

5  But  none  shall  gain  the  blissful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  see. 

Who  talk  of  free  and  sovereign  grace, 
Unless  that  grace  has  made  him  free. 

*  Exodus  xxviii.  33. 


FAITH.  327 

^oq  CM.  Cowper. 

OfJO  Praise  of  Faith. 

1  /^F  all  the  gifts  thine  hand  bestows, 
V^     Thou  giver  of  all  good  ! 

Not  heaven  itself  a  richer  knows, 
Tliau  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

2  Faith,  too,  the  blood  receiving  grace, 

From  the  same  hand  we  gain; 
Else,  sweetly  as  it  suits  our  case, 
That  gift  had  been  in  vain. 

3  Till  thou  thy  teaching  poAver  apply. 

Our  hearts  refuse  to  see. 
And  weak,  as  a  distemper'd  eye. 
Shut  out  the  view  of  thee. 

4  Blind  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 

What  misery  we  endure  ! 
Yet  fly  that  hand,  from  which  alone 
We  could  expect  a  cure. 

5  We  praise  thee,  and  would  praise  thee  more, 

To  thee  our  all  Ave  owe  ; 
The  precious  Savior  and  the  power 
That  makes  him  precious  too. 

/^O/f  7&6.  Newton. 

^^*  Questions  to   Unbelief. 

1  "TF  to  Jesus  for  relief 

X    My  soul  has  fled  by  prayer, 
Wiiy  should  I  give  way  to  grief, 

Or  heart  consuming  care  ? 
Are  not  all  things  in  his  hands? 
Has  he  not  his  promise  i)ass'd? 
Will  he  then  regardless  stand, 

And  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

2  While  I  know  his  providence 

Disposes  each  event, 
Shall  I  judge  by  feeble  sense, 

And  yield  to  discontent? 
If  he  worms  and  sparrows  feed, 
Clothes  the  grass  in  rich  array,* 
Can  he  see  a  child  in  need. 

And  turn  his  eye  away? 

3  When  his  name  was  quite  unknown. 

And  sin  my  life  employed, 
Then  he  watch'd  me  as  his  own. 
Or  I  had  been  destroyed  ; 

Matthew  vi.  26. 


328  FAITH, 

Now  his  mercy-seat  I  know, 
Now  by  grace  am  reconcil'd 
Would  he  spare  me  as  a  foe,* 
To  leave  me  as  a  child  ? 

4  If  he  all  my  wants  supplied, 

When  1  disdain'd  to  pray, 
Now  his  spirit  is  my  guide, 

How  can  he  say  me,  Nay? 
If  he  would  not  give  me  up, 
When  my  soul  against  him  fought, 
Will  he  disappoint  the  hope 

Which  he  himself  has  Avrought. 

5  If  he  shed  his  precious  blood 

To  bring  me  to  his  fold, 
Can  I  think  that  meaner  goodf 

He  ever  will  withhold  ! 
Satan,  vain  is  thy  device  ! 
Here  my  hope  rests  well  assur'd, 
In  that  great  redemption-price, 

I  see  the  Avhole  secur'd. 

fCQ^  CM.  Newton. 

*~^*-'*-^ Faith  a  New  and  Comprehensive  Gift. 

1  OIGHT,  hearing,  feeling,  taste,  and  smell, 
1^    Are  gifts  we  highly  prize  ; 

But  faith  does  singly  each  excel. 
And  all  the  five  comprise 

2  More  piercing  than  the  eagle's  sight, 

It  views  the  world  unknown. 
Surveys  the  glorious  realms  of  light. 
And  Jesus  on  the  throne. 

3  It  hears  the  mighty  voice  of  God, 

And  ponders  what  he  saith  ; 
His  word  and  works,  his  gifts  and  rod, 
He  gave  each  voice  to  faith. 

4  It  feels  the  touch  of  heavenly  power,:}: 

And  from  that  boundless  source. 
Derives  fresh  vigor  every  hour 
To  run  its  daily  course. 

5  The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord 

Are  suited  to  its  taste  ;  § 
Mean  is  the  worldling's  pamper'd  board, 
To  faith's  perpetual  feast. 

*  Rom.  V.  10.  t  Rom.  viii.  32. 

i  Luke  viii.  46.  §  Psalms  xix.  103. 


FAITH.  329 

6  It  smells  the  dear  Redeemer's  name 

Like  ointment  poured  forth  ;* 
Faith  only  knows,  or  can  proclaim, 
Its  savor  or  its  worth. 

7  Till  saving  faith  possess  the  mind, 

In  vain  of  sense  we  boast ; 
We  are  but  senseless,  tasteless,  blind, 
And  deaf,  and  dead,  and  lost. 
nQa  L.M.  Newton, 

UOU  The  Loadstone. 

IAS  needles  point  towards  the  pole, 
i\    When  touch'd  by  the  magnetic  stone ; 
So  faith  in  Jesus  gives  the  soul 
A  tendency  before  unknown. 

2  Till  then,  by  blinded  passions  led. 
In  search  of  fancied  good  we  range  ; 
The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 
To  nothing  fix'd,  but  love  of  chauge. 

3  But  when  the  Hol}'^  Ghost  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Savior'    love. 
Our  wand'ring,  weary,  restless  hearts, 
Are  fix'd  at  once,  no  more  to  move. 

4  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place. 
Which  guides  and  animates  the  will ; 
This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 
Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 

6  By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perceive 
Our  noblest  bliss  and  proper  end  ; 
And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave. 
To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  Friend. 

6  Thus  borne  along  by  faith  and  hope. 
We  feel  the  Savior's  words  are  true  ; 
"And  I,  if  I  be  lifted  up, 
"  Will  draw  the  sinner  upward  too."t 

PCQ7  L.M. 

*^*-'*  Faith  not  meritorious. 

1  ~J3Y  faith  in  Christ  we're  justified, 

I>  Since  'tis  by  faith  Christ  is  applied  ; 
But  not  for  faith  or  any  thing 
We  either  suffer,  do,  or  bring. 

2  Faith  is  the  hand  that  Christ  receives. 
And  takes  the  treasures  Avhich  he  gives ; 
But  faith  no  merit  can  possess  : 

Christ  is  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

*Solomon's  Song  i.  3.      fJohn  xii.  32. 


330  CONVERSION. 

3  Jesus,  our  soul's  delightful  choice, 
In  thee  believing  we  rejoice  ; 
Tliy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  faith  alive. 

i  Do  thou  the  languid  spark  inflame, 
Reveal  the  glories  of  th}^  name  ! 
Let  thy  imputed  righteousness 
Re  all  our  trust,  our  joy,  and  peace. 


CONVERSION. 
nOQ  P.M.  Sonnets. 

'"^'-'^  Impotency. 

1      ~\rO  '^^'it  '^or  works  of  man, 

Xl      Nor  learning  he  may  boast, 
No  pow'r  of  veas  n  can 
Draw  sinners  unto  Christ; 
So  base  is  nature,  such  her  flaw, 
None  come  except  the  Father  draw. 
^      His  Spirit  must  disclose 

Tiie  deadly  plague  within, 
Uncover  all  our  woes, 
And  shew  the  man  of  sin  ; 
And  feeling  thus  our  ruin'd  state, 
We  humbly  fall  at  Jesus's  feet. 

3  The  Comforter  must  teach 

The  Savior's  toil  and  smart. 
And  witli  conviction  preach 

Atonement  to  the  heart ; 
Then  sinners  gaze  Avith  ravish'd  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  the  sacrifice. 

4  The  Spirit  too  must  shoAV 

The  pow'r  of  Jesus's  arm 
To  vanqnisli  ever}'  foe. 

And  guard  the  soul  from  harm  ; 
Believers  then  grow  strong  in  faith, 
And  triumph  over  sin  and  death. 

6      So  let  my  heart  be  dra^vn 
To  Jesus  Christ  my  Lord, 
And  learn  to  feast  upon 
His  person  and  his  word  ; 
Feel  sweet  redemption  through  his  blood, 
And  give  the  glory  all  to  God. 


CONVERSION.  331 

/^OQ  CM.  Souneta. 

^^^  Loose  liim  and  let  him  go. 

1  5nniLL  God  the  si  ner's  heart  illume, 

i       'Tis  dark  as  night  within  ; 
Like  Laz'rus  in  the  dreary  tomb. 
Bound,  liand  and  foot,  by  sin. 

2  In  ten-fold  shades  of  night  they  dwell, 

AVithout  a  lucid  ray  ; 
Yet  boast  of  pow'r  to  leave  their  cell, 
The  precepts  to  obey. 

3  Yet  tiiough  in  massy  fetters  bound, 

To  God's  free  grace  a  foe, 
The  gospel  has  a  joyful  sound, 
"  Loose  him,  and  let  him  go." 

4  Sinners  shall  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

When  God  designs  it  so  : 
Grace  shall  beyond  their  sins  abound  ; 
"  Loose  him,  and  let  him  go." 

5  Justice,  beholding  his  attire, 

No  more  appears  his  foe  ; 
He  says,  "  I've  all  that  I  require  ; 
"  Loose  him,  and  let  him  go." 

6  He  stands  accepted,  in  his  name 

Wiiose  blood  for  him  did  flow  : 

The  holy  law  proclaims  the  same — 

"Loose  him,  and  let  him  go." 

7  Thus  gospel,  law,  and  justice  too, 

Conspire  to  set  him  free  ; 
Reflect,  my  soul,  admire,  and  view, 
What  God  hath  done  for  thee. 

KAf)  L,  M.  Watts, 

^^^ Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Resur- 
rection of  Christ. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ; 
Jt)  Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live  ; 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause 
While  he  hangs  bleeding'  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God  ; 

Bchuld  the  Lord  ascending  high. 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 


332  CONVERSION. 

4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart, 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

n/n  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^^■^  The  joy  of  a  remarkable  Conversion  ; 
or,  Melancholy  removed. 

1  "TXrHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 

W    And  chang'd  my  mournful  state 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

5  '  Great  is  the  work,'  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  oAvn'd  thy  power  divine  ; 
'  Great  is  the  work,'  my  heart  replied, 
'  And  be  the  glory  thine.' 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 
Can  give  us  day  for  night. 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

6  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come. 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 
It  shan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost. 
For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

KA'O  L-  M.  Stennett 

^^^  Praise  to  God  for  renewing  Grace. 

1  nnO  God  my  Savior  and  my  King, 

1     Fain  would  my  soul  her  tribute  bring ; 
Join  me,  ye  saints,  in  songs  of  praise. 
For  ye  have  know!i  and  felt  his  grace. 

2  Wretched  and  helpless  once  I  lay. 
Just  breathing  all  my  life  away  ; 
He  saw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood. 
And  felt  the  pity  of  a  God. 

3  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief. 

Bound  up  my  wounds,  and  sooth'd  my  grief; 
Pour'd  joys  divine  into  my  heart. 
And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 


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CONVERSION.  333 

These  proofs  of  love,  my  clearest  Lord! 
Deep  in  my  breast  I  will  record  : 
Tlie  life,  which  I  from  thee  receive. 
To  thee,  behold,  I  freely  give. 

My  heart  and  tongue  shall  tune  thy  praise, 
Through  the  remainder  of  my  days  : 
And,  when  I  join  the  powers  above. 
My  soul  shall  better  sing  thy  love. 

C.  M.  Primitive. 

Old  things  are  passed  away. -2  Cor.  v.  27. 

ET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  admir'd  its  trifles  too. 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  content  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Since  I  have  known  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd, 
So  earthly  objects  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart; 
His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  Avilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 

6  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 
For  if  thou  had'st  not  chose  me  fii'st, 
I  had  refus'd  thee  still. 
^J /j  L.  M*  Ebenezer. 

^^^  A  Brand  plucked  out  of  the  Fire. 
Zech.  iii.  1,  2. 

1  "I'TT'ITH  Satan,  vtxj  accuser,  near, 

W    My  spirit  trembled  when  I  saw 
The  Lord  in  majesty  appear, 
And  heard  the  language  of  his  law. 

2  In  vain  I  wish'd  and  strove  to  hide 
The  tatter 'd  filthy  rags  I  wore, 
While  my  fierce  foe,  insulting  cried, 
*'  See  what  you  trusted  in  before  I" 


334  CONVEKSION. 

3  struck  dumb,  and  left  without  a  plea, 
I  heard  niy  gracious  Savior  say, 

'  Know,  Satan,  I  this  sinner  free, 
'  I  died  to  take  his  sins  away. 

4  '  This  is  a  Vjrand  which  I,  in  love, 

'  To  save  from  wrath  and  sin  design  ; 
'  In  vain  thy  accusations  prove, 
'  I  answer  all,  and  claim  him  mi  e.' 

5  At  his  rebuke  the  tempter  fled  ; 
Tlien  he  remov'd  my  filthy  dress  ; 

'  Poor  sinner,  take  this  robe,'  he  said, 

*  It  is  thy  Savior's  righteousness. 

C  '  And  see,  a  crown  of  life  prepar'd! 
'  That  I  might  thus  thy  head  adorn: 

*  I  thought  no  shame  of  suffering  hard, 
'  But  wore  for  thee  a  crown  of  tiiorn.' 

/^/f  ^  ll's.  Broaddus"  Col. 

0-i:0  Experience. 

1  /~10ME,  brethren  and  sisters  that  love  m}' 
\J        dear  Lord, 

I  pray  give  attention  awhile  to  my  word  ; 
Wlmt  a  wonder  of  mere}'!  behold  now  and  see. 
What  th'  precious  Redeemer  has  done  for 
poor  me. 

2  I  was  led  by  the  devil,  till  lost  and  distressM, 
I  tlio't  that  in  torment  I  soon  sliould  be  cast; 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  misery. 

Till  faith  saw  my  Jesus  hang  bleeding  for  me. 

3  '  0  sinner,  (said  Jesus)  for  you  I  have  died  ;' 

*  All  glor}''  to  Jesus,'  my  soul  then  replied  : 
My  guilt  was  remov'd,  my  soul  did  rejoice. 
The  blood  was  appli'd  with  a  witnessing  voice. 

4  At  once  on  my  knees  before  God  I  did  fall. 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all  ! 

The  lieart  of  this  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvar}'  slain. 

6  There's  peace  now  in  heaven,  and  peace  ujion 

earth  ; 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth  : 

*  Your  sins  are  forgiven,'  my  Savior  did  sa}*, 
O, witness,  kind  Heaven,  on  this  my  birtli-day  ! 

G  IMy  soul  now  was  humbl'd,  Ifell  to  the  ground; 

'  The  time  of  refreshing  at  last  I  have  found  : 

'  0  Lord  !    thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul  with 

thy  charms !  [arms.' 

*  I'd  die  like  old  Simeon,  with  Christ  in  my 


C0NVEKS5I0N.  335 

r^iC\  8.8.6  Ehenezer. 

fJ  ±\J  J^J^Q  awakened  Sinner  relievcd.-J ohn  iii.7 

1  A    WAK'D  by  Sinai's  awful  soniul, 
J\,  My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go  : 
O'erwhelni'd  in  sin,  with  anguish  slain, 
'Twas  said  I  must  be  boru  again. 

Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near  ; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strov'e  in  vain  ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head  ; 

I  no  relief  could  find: 
This  fearful  truth  increas'd  my  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelni'd  ni}'  tortur'd  mind. 

4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Yet  Avhen  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Nazareth  pass'd  that  way ; 

It  was  the  time  of  love  : 
He  then  reliev'd  me  from  my  pain, 
And  sliow'd  me  I  was  born  again. 

To  dwell  with  him  above. 

6  To  heaven  ni}'- joyful  praises  flew, 
Singing  that  song  for  ever  ncAv, 
To  Christ  my  voice  did  raise  : 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again 
Shall  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

/^4-7  ^-  ^^-  Xewlou. 

'^"*  *      The  Heart  taken.  -  Luke  xi.  21,  22. 

1  rpHE  castle  of  the  human  heart, 

I      Strong  in  its  native  sin, 

Is  guarded  well  in  every  jiart, 

By  him  who  dwells  within. 

2  For  Satan  there  in  arms  resides, 

And  calls  the  place  his  own : 


336  CONVERSION. 

"With  care  against  assaults  provides, 
And  rules  as  on  a  throne. 

3  Each  traitor  thought,  on  him  as  chief, 

In  blind  obedience  waits  ; 
And  pride,  self-will,  and  unbelief, 
Are  posted  at  the  gates. 

4  Thus  Satan  for  a  season  reigns. 

And  keeps  his  goods  in  peace  ; 
The  soul  is  pleas'd  to  wear  his  chains. 
Nor  wishes  a  release. 

5  But  Jesus,  stronger  far  than  he. 

In  his  appointed  hour. 
Appears  to  set  his  people  free 
From  the  usurper's  power. 

6  '  This  heart  I  bought  with  blood,'  he  says, 

'  And  now  it  shall  be  mine  :' 
His  voice  the  strong  one  arm'd  dismays, 
He  knows  he  must  resign. 

7  In  spite  of  unbelief  and  pride. 

And  self  and  Satan's  art, 
The  gates  of  brass  fly  open  wide, 
And  Jesus  wins  the  heart. 

8  The  rebel  soul  averse  to  good, 

Deep  buried  in  the  fall. 
Rejoices  now,  by  grace  subdued, 
To  serve  him  with  her  all. 

KAQ.  .  6's  &  8's.  Newton. 

*^"^*^        Zaccheus. — Luke  xix.  1-G. 

1  yACCHEUS  climb'd  the  tree, 
^J  And  thought  himself  unknown  ; 
But  how  surpris'd  was  he. 

When  Jesus  call'd  him  down. 
The  Lord  beheld  him,  though  conceal'd, 
And  by  a  word  his  power  reveal'd. 

2  Wonder  and  joy  at  once 
Were  painted  in  his  face  : 

'  Does  he  my  name  pronounce, 

And  does  he  know  my  case  ? 
Will  Jesus  deign  with  me  to  dine? 
Lord,  I,  with  all  I  have,  am  thine.' 

3  Thus  where  the  gospel's  preach'd, 
And  sinners  come  to  hear. 

The  hearts  of  some  are  reach'd 

Before  they  are  aware  : 
The  word  directly  speaks  to  them. 
And  seems  to  point  them  out  by  name. 


CONVERSION.  337 

4  'Tis  curiosity 

Oft  brings  tliera  in  the  way, 

Only  tlie  man  to  see, 

And  heai-  wliat  he  can  say  ; 
Bat  how  tlie  sinner  starts  to  find, 
The  preacher  knows  his  inmost  mind. 

5  His  long-forgotten  faults 
Are  brought  again  in  view, 
And  all  his  secret  thoughts 
Reveal'd  in  public  too  ; 

Though  compass'd  with  a  crowd  about, 
The  searching  word  has  found  him  out. 

6  While  thus  distressing  pain 
And  sorrow  tills  his  heart, 
He  hears  a  voice  again 
That  bids  his  fears  depart. 

Then,  like  Zaccheus,  he  is  blest, 
And  Jesus  deigns  to  be  his  guest. 

P{AQ  L.  M.  Cowper. 

U^O  r^fiQ  2^(,y,  Convert. 

1  ri^HE  new-born  child  of  gospel-grace, 

I     Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's  nigh, 
Beneath  Emmanuel's  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  No  fears  he  feels,  he  sees  no  foes, 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs, 
Nor  has  he  learnt  to  whom  he  owes 
The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting, 
And  comforts  sinking  day  by  day, 
What  seem'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring. 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host. 
The  Lord  soon  made  his  number  less  ; 
And  said,  lest  Israel  vainly  boast,* 

'  My  arm  procur'd  me  thus  success.' 

5  Thus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low, 
That,  sav'd  by  grace,  out  not  our  own, 
We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe. 

/^^A  7's  &  6's.  Cowper. 

tJU\j  jij^Q  Heart  healed  and  changed  by  mercy. 

1  OIN  enslav'd  me  many  years, 
io  And  led  me  bound  and  blind  ; 
*Judges  vii. 


338  CONVERSION. 

Till  at  length  a  thousand  fears 

Came  swarming  o'er  my  mind. 
Where,  I  said  in  deep  distress, 
Will  these  sinful  pleasures  end? 
How  shall  I  secure  my  peace, 

And  make  the  Lord  my  friend? 

2  Friends  and  ministers  said  much 

The  gospel  to  enforce  ; 
But  my  blindness  still  was  such, 

I  chose  a  legal  course  : 
Much  I  fasted,  watch'd,  and  strove. 
Scarce  would  show  my  face  abroad  ; 
Fear'd,  almost,  to  speak  or  move, — 

A  stranger  still  to  God. 

3  Thus,  afraid  to  trust  his  grace, 

Long  time  did  I  rebel  ; 
Till,  despairing  of  my  case, 

Down  at  his  feet  I  fell : 
Then  my  stubborn  heart  he  broke, 
And  subdued  me  to  his  sway. 
By  a  simple  word  he  spoke, 

'  Tby  sins  are  done  away.' 

PyKl  L.M.  Cowper. 

^^-L  Hatred  of  Sin. 

1  TTOLY  Lord  God!  I  love  thy  truth, 

Xl  Nor  dare  thy  least  commandment  slight, 
Yet  pierc'd  by  sin,  the  serpent's  tooth, 
J  mourn  the  anguish  of  the  bite. 

2  But  though  the  i)oison  lurks  within, 
Hope  bids  me  still  with  patience  wait, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free  from  sin, 
Free  from  the  only  thing  I  hate. 

3  Had.  I  a  throne  above  the  rest, 
Where  angels  and  pure  spirits  dwell. 
One  sin,  unslain,  within  mj'  breast. 
Would  make  that  heaven  as  dark  as  hell. 

4  The  pris'ner,  sent  to  breathe  fresh  air, 
And  bless'd  with  liberty  again. 

Would  mourn,  were  he  condemn'd  to  wear 
One  link  of  all  his  former  chain. 
6  But,  oh  !  no  foe  invades  the  bliss. 
When  glory  crowns  the  christian's  head  ; 
One  view  of  Jesus  as  he  is. 
Will  strike  all  sin  for  ever  dead. 


CONVERSION.  339 

l^PiO  7's.  Newton. 

OOj^  T/ie  Ghild^ 

1  /^UIET,  Lor(],  my  froward  heart, 
V-^  Miike  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 
Make  me  as  a  weaned  child  : 

From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleas'd  with  all  that  i)leases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 
Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 
Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave : 

'Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care. 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own  ; 

Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise  ; 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone : 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

4  Thus  preserv'd  from  Satan's  wiles, 
Safe  from  dangers,  free  from  fears, 
May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles. 

Till  the  promis'd  hour  appears. 
When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 
All  their  Father's  boundless  love. 

F{P{Q  CM. 

000  New  Birth. 

1  /^UR  nature  's  totally  deprav'd  ; 
\_/     The  heart  a  sink  of  sin  ; 
Without  a  change  we  can't  be  sav'd; 

We  must  be  born  again. 

2  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flesh, 

And  flesh  it  will  remain  ; 
Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
*  Ye  must  be  born  again.' 

*Psalm  cxxxi.  2.    Matt,  xviii.  L 


340  REPENTANCE. 


REPENTANCE. 

n  nA  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

*^^^       Repentance. — Acts  xvi.  30. 

1  "VrriTH  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes, 

W    My  guilty  soul  for  mercy  cries  ; 
What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  escape  the  vengeance  due  to  me  ? 

2  Till  late,  I  saw  no  danger  nigh  ; 

I  lived  at  ease,  nor  fear'd  to  die  ! 
Wrapp'd  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 
"  I  shall  have  peace  at  last,"  I  cried. 

3  But  when,  great  God,  thy  light  divine 
Had  shone  in  this  dark  soul  of  mine, 
Then  I  beheld  with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  hol}^  law. 

4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears. 

In  childhood,  j^outh,  and  growing  years: 
Before  thy  pure  discerning  ej-e, 
Lord,  what  a  filthy  "wretch  am  I ! 

5  Should  vengeance  still  my  soul  pursue, 
Death  and  destruction  are  ni)'  due  ! 
Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 

And  bid  a  dying  sinner  live  ! 

6  Does  not  thy  sacred  word  proclaim 
Salvation  free  in  Jesus'  name  ? 

To  him  I  look  and  humbly  cry, 

"  0  save  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die  ! 

KKK  C.  M.  Hart. 

^^*J  Repentance. — Mat.  ix.  13  ;  Luke  xiii.  3. 

1  ~f XTHAT  various  ways  do  men  invent, 

W      To  give  the  conscience  ease  ; 
Some  say.  Believe  ;  and  some,  Repent ; 
And  some  say.  Strive  to  please. 

2  [But,  brethren,  Christ,  and  Christ  alone, 

Can  rightly  do  the  thing  ; 
Nor  ever  can  the  way  be  known, 
Till  he  salvation  bring.] 

3  [What  mean  the  men  that  say,  Believe, 

And  let  repentance  go  ? 
What  comfort  can  the  soul  receive 
That  never  felt  its  woe  ?] 


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REPENTANCE.  341 

Christ  says  "  That  I  might  sinners  call 

To  penitence  I'm  sent;" 
And,  "  Likewise  ye  sliall  perish  all, 

Except  ye  do  repent." 

Those  who  are  call'd  by  grace  divine, 

Believe,  but  not  alone  ; 
Repentance  to  their  faith  they  join, 

And  so  go  safely  on. 

But  should  repentance,  or  should  faith. 

Should  both  deficient  seem, 
Jesus  gives  both,  the  Scripture  saith  ; 
Then  look  for  both  from  him. 

C.  M.  Hart. 

Godly  sorrow  worketh  repentance.^' 
2  Corinthians  vii.  10. 

1  "pEPENTANCE  is  a  gift  bestow'd, 
JLV    To  save  a  soul  from  death  : 
Gospel  repentance  towards  God 

Is  always  join'd  to  faith. 

2  Not  for  an  hour,  a  day,  or  week, 

Do  saints  repentance  own  ; 
But  all  the  time  the  Lord  they  seek, 
At  sin  they  grieve  and  groan. 

3  Nor  is  it  such  a  dismal  thing 

As  'tis  by  some  men  named; 
A  sinner  may  repent  and  sing, 
Rejoice  and  be  ashamed. 

4  'Tis  not  the  fear  of  hell  alone, 

For  that  may  prove  extreme  : 

Repenting  saints  the  Savior  own, 

And  grieve  for  grieving  him. 

5  If  penitence  be  quite  left  out, 

Religion's  but  a  halt ; 
And  hope,  though  e'er  so  clear  of  doubt, 
Like  offerings  without  salt. 

r:^J  ll's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

'-^^  *    Repentance,  the  Gift  of  God.Acis.  v.  31. 

1  fTTHE  Lamb  is  exalted  repentance  to  give, 

I     That  sin  may  be  hated,  while   sinners 
believe  ; 
Contrition  is  granted,  and  God  justified, 
The  sinner  is  humbled,  and  self  is  denied. 

2  Repentance  flows    freely  thro'    Jesus'    rich 

blood, 
Produced  by  the  spirit  and  goodness  of  God. 


342  KEPENTANCE. 

The  living  possess  it,  tliro'  faith,  hope  and 

love, 
And  own  it  a  blessing  sent  down  from  above. 

3  All  born  of  the  Spirit  are  brought  to  repent ; 
Free   grace    can    make   adamant  hearts  to 

relent: 
Repentance  is  granted,  God's  ju^^tice  to  prove; 
Remission  is  given,  and  both  from  his  love. 

4  The  vilest  of  sinners  forgivene'ss  have  found, 
For  Jesus  was  humbled  that  grace   might 

abound  ; 
Whoever  this  grace  has  received  of  God, 
Shall  surely  be   pardoned  thro'  Jesus'  rich 
blood. 
npiO  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

000  Confession. — Jer.  iii.  22. 

1  "TTOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
JLL     Has  wanderd  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thouglits  depart, 

Forgetful  of  his  word  ; 

2  Yet  sovereign  mere}''  calls  "  Return  !" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
0,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  -wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  tliy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious,  how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  ! 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Savior,  I  adoi'e  : 
0  keep  me  at  tliy  sacred  feet. 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

f^KQ  y.  7.  Sonnets. 

000  Christ  the  Believers  All. 

1  TT  AIMB  of  God,  Ave  fall  before  thee, 

I  J     Humbly  trusting  in  thy  cross; 
That  alone  be  all  our  glory. 

All  things  else  are  dung  and  dross; 
Thee  we  own  a  perfect  Savior, 

Only  source  of  all  that's  good  ; 
Ev'r}'  grace,  and  ev'j'y  favor 

Comes  to  us  thro'  Jesus'  blood. 


REPENTANCE.  343 

2  Jesus  gives  us  true  repentance, 

By  his  spirit  sent  froui  heav'n 
Jesus  whispers  this  sweet  sent.inco, 

"  Soil,  ihy  sins  are  all  lorgiv'n  :" 
Faith  he  gives  us  to  believe  it; 

Grateful  hearts  his  love  to  prize  : 
Want  we  wisdom?  he  must  give  it; 

Hearing  ears,  and  seeing  eyes. 

3  Jesus  gives  us  pure  affections, 

Wills  to  do  what  he  requires; 
Makes  us  follow  his  directions, 

And  what  he  coumiands,  inspires  : 
All  our  pray'rs,  and  all  our  praises, 

Rightly  offer "d  in  his  name, 
He  tliat  dictates  them  is  Jesus  ; 

He  that  answers  is  the  same. 

4  When  we  live  on  Jesus'  merit, 

Then  we  worship  God  aright ; 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 

Then  we  savingly  unite. 
Hear  the  whole  conclusion  of  it : 

Great  or  good,  whate'er  we  call, 
God,  or  King,  or  Priest,  or  Prophet, 

Jesus  Christ  is  all  in  all  I 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Repenting  Fvodigal.-lM^Q  xv.  13,&c. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  vane 

t>     Had  wasted  his  estate. 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  SAviue, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat  ! 

2  '  I  die  with  hunger  here,  (lie  cries,) 

'  I  starve  in  foreign  lands, 
'  My  father's  house  has  large  supplies, 
'  And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  '  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

*  Fall  down  before  his  face, 
'  Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
'  Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace.' 
•1  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home 
To  seek  his  father's  love  ; 
The  father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  liis  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 


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561 


314  REPENTANCE. 

G  *  Take  oflf  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin,' 
(The  father  gives  command,) 
'  Dress  him  in  garments,  white  and  clean, 
'With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  '  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain, 
'  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
'  My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
'  Was  lost  and  now  is  found.' 

C.  M.  Watts. 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  oj 
Christ. 

1  /~\  GOD  of  mercy  !  hear  my  call, 
\_/    My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  opprest  with  sin's  desert. 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

I^^i}  CM.  Watts. 

^^'— '  Godly  Sorrow  Arising  from  Uie  Safei'- 

ings  of  Christ. 

1  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed, 
XjL     And  did  my  Savior  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  [Thy  body  slain,  dear  Jesus,  thine, 

And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood. 

While  all  expos'd  to  wrath  divine 

The  glorious  sufferer  stood.] 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  Grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  1 
i  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 


REPENTANCE.  345 

When  Clivist  the  mighty  Savior  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  ray  eyes  in  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  T  can  do. 

p:^q  L.  M.  Watts. 

OXjO  j^  PQYiiiQfii  Pleading  for  Pardon. 

1  QHOW  pity,  Lord,  0  Lord,  forgive, 
^^  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  ai'e  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thj'  nature  hatii  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  0  wash  ray  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies. 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment   grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death: 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell. 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
AVould  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

CM.  Watts. 

Look  on  Rim  Whom  they  Pierced,  and 
Mourn. 


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'I 


NFINITE  grief !  amazing  wo  ! 
Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ; 
Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 


34u  KEPENTANCE. 

2  Oh.  tlie  sliarp  pangs  of  smarting  pain 

M}'  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
Wlieii  knotty  wliips  and  jagged  thorns 
His  sacred  body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  Avhips  and  jagged  thorns 

In  vain  do  I  accnse, 
In  vain  I  blame  tlie  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  yon,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sing, 

His  chief  tDrnientors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guiltless  head  : 
Break,  break  my  heart ;  0  burst  mine  eyes, 
And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  might}'  grace,  my  flintly  soul, 

Till  meliiiig  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 

In  undiuiiuished  wo. 
I^C^^  L.  M.  Beddome. 

fJfJOrpi^g  Humble  Publican.— 'LvkQ  xviii.  13. 

ORD,  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart, 
To  tliee  I  look — to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Supi)ly  iiiy  wants  and  ease  my  smart: 
O  help  me  soon,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Here  on  my  soul  a  burden  lies  ! 
No  human  power  can  it  remove  ; 

My  numerous  sins  like  mountains  rise  : 
Do  thou  reveal  tliy  pardoning  love. 

3  Break  off  these  adamantine  chains; 
From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free  ; 
Rescue  from  everlasting  pains  ; 

And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

P.C\C{  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

0\)\j     Christ  Exalted  to   Give    Repentayxce. 

Acts  V.   31. 

1  TT^XALTED  Prince  of  Life  !  we  own 
JCj  The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne, 
'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand. 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command, 

2  Exalted  Savior  !  we  confess 

Tlie  sovereign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine, 
And  temper  majesty  divine. 


REPENTANCE.  347 

3  Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway 
Till  all  thine  enemies  obey  ; 

Wide  may  the  cross  its  virtues  pr.ove, 
And  conquer  millions  by  its  love. — 

4  Mighty  to  vanquish  and  forgive  ; 
Thine  Israel  shall  repent  and  live  ; 
And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which    v/orks   their   life   who   wrought  thy 

death. 

/X/^7  C.  M.  Stennett. 

^^*  Tlie  Fenitent. 

1  13R0STRATE.  dear  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet, 
_l7    A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 

And  upwards  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  0  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence  : 

Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm: 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  sutfice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, — 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord  ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  : 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

Kao  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele 

fJ\JU  Penitence  and  Hope. 

1  T\EAR  Savior!  when  my  thoughts  recall 
A_j     The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
Low  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 
J  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid! 
Ah,  vile  ungrateful  heart, 
By  earth's  low  cares  detain'd, — betray'd 
From  Jesus  to  depart. — 

J  From  Jesus — who  alone  can  give 
True  pleasure,  peace,  and  rest : 
Wlien  absent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unsatisfied,  unblest. 


348  REPENTANCE. 

i  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

5  Oh,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh. 
Confirm  the  kind  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye  ! 

6  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind — how  sweet, 
Thy  condescending  grace. 

Kaq  C.  M.  Beddome. 

*J\JU    ^rj^y  ix'^eepesl  thou  ? — John  xx.  13. 

1  "IXrHY,  0  my  soul,  why  weepest  thou  ? 

W      Tell  me  from  whence  arise 
Those  briny  tears  that  often  flow, 
Those  groans  that  pierce  the  skies. 

2  Is  sin  the  cause  of  thy  complaint, 

Or  the  chastising  rod? 
Dost  thou  an  evil  heart  lament. 
And  mourn  an  absent  God? 

3  Lord  let  me  weep  for  naught  but  sin  ! 

And  after  none  but  thee  ! 
And  then  I  would — 0,  that  I  might ! — 
A  constant  weeper  be  ! 

^7  A  CM.  Cowper. 

0  i  U   y/jg  contrite  heart. — Isa.  Ivii.  15. 

1  rjlHE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
_L     On  contrite  hearts  bestow  ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God  !  is  mine 

A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Insensible  as  steel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  I  sometimes  think  myself  inclin'd 

To  love  thee,  if  I  could  ; 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 

Averse  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  Avould  strive  for  more  ; 
But,  when  I  cry,  '  My  strength  renew/ 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 


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REPENTANCE.       .  343 

5  Thy  saints  are  comforted  I,  know, 

And  love  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
I  sometimes  go  Avhere  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  Oh,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; — 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 
And,  if  it  be  not  broken,  break — 
And  heal  it  if  it  be. 

C.  M.  Burkitts  Col 

TJie  Sinner^s  Reflection. 

1  A  H  Lord  !  ah  Lord,  what  have  I  doae  ? 
i\     What  will  become  of  me  ! 

What  shall  I  say,  what  shall  I  do 
Or  whither  shall  I  flee  ? 

2  By  wand'ring  I  have  lost  myself. 

And  here  I  make  my  moan  ; 

0  !  whither,  whither  have  I  stray'd ! 
Ah  !  Lord,  what  have  I  done  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit  searches  all. my  heart, 

And  now  I  plainly  see. 
The  num'rous  sins  of  earth  and  hell, 
Are  all  summ'd  up  in  me. 

4  The  seeds  of  all  the  ills  that  grow, 

Are  in  my  nature  sown. 
And  multitudes  of  them  have  sprung  ; 
Ah  !   Lord,  what  have  I  done  ! 

5  I  have  been  Satan's  willing  slave, 

And  his  most  eas}'  prey  ; 
He  was  not  readier  to  command, 
Than  I  was  to  obey. 

6  Or,  if  at  times  he  left  my  soul, 

Yet  still  his  work  went  on : 

1  was  a  tempter  to  myself; 

Ah  !  Lord  what  have  I  done  ! 

7  I  scoff'd  at  all  the  threats  of  heaven, 

And  slighted  all  its  charms  ; 
Nor  Satan's  fetters  would  I  leave, 
For  Christ's  inviting  arms. 

8  I  had  a  soul,  but  priz'd  it  not ; 

And  now  my  soul  is  gone  ; 
My  hopeless  cries  address  the  skies. 
Ah  !  Lord,  what  have  I  done  I 


350  .         nEPENTANCE. 


572 


L.  M.  Newton. 

Not  in  Word,  but  in  Power. 

1  TT"OW"  soon  the  Savior's  gracious  call 
XX  Disarm'd  the  rage  of  bloody  Saul !  * 
Jesus  tlie  knowledge  of  th}'  name, 
Changes  the  lion  to  the  lamb  ! 

2  Zacclieus,  when  he  knew  the  Lord,t 
What  he  had  gain'd  by  wrong,  restor'd  ; 
And  of  the  wealth  he  priz'd  before, 

He  gave  the  half  to  feed  the  poor. 

3  The  woman  who  so  vile  had  been 4 
When  brought  to  Aveep  o'er  pardon'd  sin, 
Was  from  her  evil  ways  estrang'd, 

And  shoAv'd  that  grace  her  heart  had  chang'd. 

4  And  can  we  think  the  power  of  grace 
Is  lost,  by  change  of  time  and  place  ? 
Then  it  was  mighty,  all  allow, 

And  is  it  but  a  notion  now? 

5  Can  they  whom  pride  and  fashion  sway, 
Who  Mammon  and  the  world  obey. 

In  envy  and  contention  live, 
Presume  that  they  indeed  believe  ? 

6  True  faith  unites  to  Christ  the  root, 
B}^  him  producing  holy  fruit; 

And  they  who  no  such  fruit  can  show, 
Still  on  the  stock  of  nature  grow. 

7  Lord  let  thy  word  effectual  prove, 
To  work  ia  me  obedient  love  ! 

And  may  each  one  who  hears  it  dread, 
A  name  to  live,  and  yet  be  dead.§ 

^70  L.  P.  M. 

»J  I  O  Eeturning  Backslider. 

1  "TXrEARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 

W     -A-ud  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  iiear,  and  now  beneath  the  rod  ; 
To  him  with  penitence  I  mourn, 
To  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  0,  Jesus,  full  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  guilt ; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face. 

Whose  precious  blood  for  man  was  spillt ; 

*Acts  ix.  6.  fLuke  xix.  8, 

}Luke  vii.  47.  §Rev.  iii.  1. 


HOPE.  351 

0,  freely  my  bnokslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  dying  sinner  still. 

3  Now  give  nie,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  tli'  approach  of  sin, 
A  godly  fear  to  nie  impart; 
Implant  and  root  it  deep  within, 
That  I  may  know  thy  sov'reign  power, 
And  never  dare  offend  thee  more. 


HOPE. 


F{'7A  CM.  Burnham. 

^  *  "*  TTope— Lara.  iii.  24. 

1  /^UR  Jesus  is  the  christian's  hope  ; 
\J  Wronght  in  us  by  God's  power. 
It  holds  the  weak  believer  up 

In  the  distressing  hour. 

2  The  darkest  cloud  hope  pierces  through, 

And  waits  upon  the  Lord, 
Expects  to  prove  that  all  is  true 
Throughout  the  sacred  word. 

3  True  ho])e  looks  out  for  blessings  great  ; 

And,  though  they're  long  delay'd. 
Yet  hope's  determin'd  still  to  wait, 
Until  they  are  convey'd. 

4  Hope  long  will  wait,  and  wait  again. 

And  ne'er  can  give  it  up. 
Till  the  bless'd  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
Appears  the  God  of  hope. 

%7k  L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

*J  I  Onj^y^  annhor  of  the  soul,  both  sieve  and 
steadfasU'—Ueh.  vi.  18,  19. 

1  ~\X7'E  travel  through  a  barren  land, 

VV    With  dangers  thick  on  every  hand  ; 
But  Jesus  guides  us  through  the  vale  ; 
The  Christian's  hope  can  never  fail. 

2  Huge  sorrows  meet  us  as  we  go. 
And  devils  aim  our  overthrow; 
But  vile  infernals  can't  prevail : 
The  Christian's  hope  shall  never  falL 


352  HOPE. 

3  Sometimes  we're  tempted  to  despair, 
But  Jesus  makes  us  then  his  care  : 
Though  numerous  foes  our  souls  assail, 
The  Christian's  hope  shall  never  fail. 

4  We  trust  upon  the  sacred  word — 
The  oath  and  promise  of  our  Lord  ; 
And  safely  through  each  tempest  sail: 
The  Christian's  hope  shall  never  fail. 

1^7  fi  CM.  Sonnets. 

^  *  ^  Vain  Hopes  Slain. 

1  /^NCE  by  the  law  I  vainly  thought 
\_7     Salvation  to  obtain, 

Till  under  Sinai's  thunder  brought, 
And  there  my  hopes  were  slain. 

2  I  saw  the  law  the  strength  of  sin, 

Which  fill'd  my  soul  with  fear  ; 
The  legal  works  I  trusted  in, 
Most  wretched  did  appear. 

3  My  tatter'd  rags  aside  I  threw. 

That  linsey-woolsey  dress, 
For  that  best  robe  for  ever  new, 
The  Savior's  righteousness. 

4  This  at  his  hands  did  I  receive, 

Which  angels  never  wore  ; 
A  God-like  spotless  vest,  and  weave 
The  spid  r's  web  no  more. 

f^YT  6's&5's.  Sonnets. 

*^  *  *  Hope  set  before  us. 

1  rnHE  hope  set  before  us 

I      Is  Jesus  the  Lord  ; 
The  gospel  reveals  it ; 

We  bless  the  record  ; 
With  strong  consolation, 

For  those,  we  are  told. 
Who  once  on  his  merits 

Have  fled  to  lay  hold. 

2  Let  not  the  attainments 

That  others  may  boast, 
Prevent  thee  from  running, 

'Tis  free  to  the  worst ; 
The  more  thy  own  vileness 

To  thee  shall  be  told, 
■     The  more  thou  hast  need  to 

Press  on,  and  lay  hold. 


HOPE.  353 

3  If  Satan  assails  thee, 

And  guilt  should  intrude, 
None  but  the  Redeemer 

Can  e'er  do  tliee  good  ; 
Lay  hold  on  his  blood, 

'Tis  sufficient  for  thee, 
Thy  conscience  to  cleanse,  and 

From  guilt  set  thee  free. 

4  To  this  we  are  pressing, 

With  ardent  desire, 
Through  floods  of  affliction, 

Temptation,  and  Are, 
Though  often  dejected. 

And  fill'd  with  dismay. 
Because  of  the  trials 

Attending  the  way. 

5  Then  lift  him,  ye  heralds  ^ 

That  speak  in  his  name  ; 
Proclaim  him  to-day  and 

For  ever  the  same  ; 
The  life  of  his  people. 

Which  none  can  destroy. 
Their  hope  and  their  portion, 

And  fulness  of  joy. 

K'lQ.  CM.  Wattg. 

fJ  I  O QQfi  Q,^^  Portion  here  and  hereafirr. 

1  /^1  OD,  my  Supporter,  and  my  Hope, 
VZJT  My  Help  for  ever  near. 

Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
Wheu  sinking  in  "despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat. 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  Wliat  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke. 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint ! 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 

Far  frpm  thy  presence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 


354  HOPE. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  Gocl, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy^ 

K^q  C.  M.  Watts. 

0  I  o  Mercies  and  Thanks. 

1  TTOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 

i~l      As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad  ? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  mine  exalted  head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine, 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve. 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 

^O  A  CM.  Watts. 

OOU  ji/jg  examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints. 

1  /  ^  IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
vJT    Within  the  veil,  and  see 

The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came, 

They,  with  united  breath. 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast;) 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promis'd  rest. 

6  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  ourpraiso 
For  his  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven. 


HOPE.  355 

KQl  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^■^  Safely  in  public  Diseases  and  Dangers 

1  TTE  that  hatli  for  his  refuge  God, 
r~l    Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode, 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
Aud  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say,  'My  God,  thy  power 

'  Shall  be  my  fortress  aud  my  tower ; 
'  I,  that  am  lorm'd  of  feeble  dust, 
*  In  thine  almighty  arm  may  trust.' 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thj'  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare, 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 

From  birds  of  prey  that  seek  their  blood, 
Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 

God  is  tlieir  life  ;  his  wings  are  spread 
To  shield  them  with  an  healthful  shade. 

6  If  vapors  with  malignant  breath 

Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  :  the  poison'd  air 
GroAvs  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

^Q9  L.  M.  Rippon'sCol. 

^^■^  Hope  in  Darkness. 

1  /^  GOD,  my  Sun,  thy  blissful  rays 

\J/  Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enlivening  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  through  the  shades  a  glimpse  of  day 
Appears  to  these  desiring  eyes  ! 

But  shall  my  drooping  spirit  say, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  never  rise? 

3  Oh,  let  me  not  despairing  mourn  ! 
Though  gloomy  darkness  spreads  the  sky, 
My  glorious  Sun  will  yet  return. 

And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

4  Oh,  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day, 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die  ! 
So  tapers  lose  their  feeble  ray 
Beneath  the  Sun's  refulgent  eye. 


356  HOPE. 

/^QO  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

fJUO    jjQpe  encouraged  by  a  Vieu)  of  the 
Divine  Perfections. — 1  Sam.  xxx.  G. 
"HY  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  ? 
Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  sigh  ? 
Can  sovereign  Goodness  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  not  safe  if  God  is  nigh? 

2  He  holds  all  natnre  in  liis  hand — 
That  gracious  hand  on  whicli  I  live 
Doth  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  this  fainting  frame  ; 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  : 
The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name, 
Howwide  they  spread  !  how  bright  they  shiue! 

4  Infinite  wisdom !  boundless  power  ! 
Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  trust,  while  I  adore, — 
Nor  from  my  refuge  ere  remove. 

6  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  ; 
A  present  help  in  times  of  need  ; 
Still  kind  to  hear,  and  strong  to  save. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  0  gracious  Lord  ! 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  my  breast ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine-  and  I  am  blest. 

/^QJ.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

^^^  Fear  not., 

1  "VTE  trembling  sonls  !  dismiss  your  fe.ars  ; 

JL      Be  mercy  all  your  theme  : 
Mercy,  which,  like  a  river,  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good : 

He  Avill  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  all  the}-  need  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, — 
And  faithful  to  his  Sou. 


HOPE.  357 

6  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  tlie  grave, 
Or  deatli's  tremendous  sting  : 
He  will  tVom  endless  wrath  preserve — 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

6  You,  in  his  wisdom,  power,  and  grace 
May  confidently  trust ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

nQK  S.  M.  Rippon-sCol. 

^^^ Going  Forward  ;  or,  Difficulties  the  Oc- 
casion of  Prayer  and  Pleading. — Exod.xiv.15. 

1  y  IKE  Israel,  Lord,  am  I ! 
**  E  J    My  soul  is  at  a  stand  ; 

A  sea  before,  an  host  behind, 
And  rocks  on  either  hand. 

2  0  Lord!  I  cry  to  thee, 
And  would  thy  word  obey  : 

Bid  me  advance  ;  and,  through  the  sea, 
Create  a  new-made  way. 

3  Without  thee,  I  must  sink 
Beneath  the  swelling  flood. 

Or  fall  a  prey  to  those  Avho  think 
To  glut  them  with  my  blood. 

4  The  time  of  greatest  straits, 
Thy  chosen  time  has  been ; 

To  manifest  thy  power  is  great, 
And  make  thy  glory  seen. 

5  Thou  wast  by  Abra'm  own'd 
A  God  in  time  of  need  : 

Thou  art  Jehotah-Jireh  found 
By  all  of  Abra'm's  seed. 

6  Thy  power  is  still  the  same  ; 
On  thee  I  would  rely  ; 

Wilt  thou  not  answer  to  thy  name 
To  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

7  Oh,  send  deliverance  down! 
Display  the  arm  divine  ! 

So  shall  Ihe  praise  be  all  thy  own, 
And  I  be  doubly  thine. 

noa  8.  8.  6.  J.  C.  W. 

fJOU         The  Spiritual  Pilgrim. 

1  T TOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
Xl  How  free  from  anxious  care  and  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 


358  HOPE. 

Confin'cl  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  His  happiness  in  part  is  mine  ; 
Already  sav'd  from  self-design. 

From  every  creature-love — 
Bless'd  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good — 
My  soul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
And  happiness  bej'ond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen : 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pl^easures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own : 

A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  ! 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight, — 

A  countr}-  in  the  skies. 

6  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair  ; 
My  treasure  and  m}^  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay: 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

6  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord!  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest; 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ; 
Now — Oh,  my  Savior,  Brother,  Friend  ! — 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

KQ'J  CM.  Ryland. 

^*^-^ '  Rell,  the  Sinner'' s  own  Place. — Acts  i.  25. 

1  T  ORD,  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom, 
1  I     To  "  his  own  place"  consign'd, 
"What  hoi}'  fear,  and  humble  hope, 
Alternate  fill  my  mind ! 
•J  Traitor  to  thee  I  too  have  been, 
Buf  sav'd  by  matchless  grace  ; 
Or  else  the  lowest,  hottest  hell, 
Had  surely  been  my  place. 

3  Thither  I  was  by  laAv  adjudg'd. 
And  thitherward  rush'd  on ; 


HorEi  359 

And  there  in  my  eternal  doom 
Tliy  justice  might  have  shone. 

4  But,  lo  !  (what  wondrous,  matchless  love  !) 
I  call  a  place  my  own, 
On  earth,  within  tlie  gospel  sound, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne. 

6  A  place  is  mine  among  thj'  saints, 
A  place  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  I  expect  in  heaven  a  place 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet. 

6  Blest  Lamb  of  God,  thy  sovereign  grace 
To  all  around  Pll  tell. 
Which  made  a  place  in  glory  mine. 
Whose  just  desert  was  hell. 

/^OO  CM. 

fJOO  Passage  through  Life. 

1  "VXT'E  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 

VV      In  everlasting  day ; 
Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way. 

2  The  swelling  flood,  and  raging  flame, 

Hear,  and  obey  his  word  ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, 
Our  Savior  is  the  Lord. 

nQQ  8's,  7's.  4's. 

^*^^  Zion  Gomforled. 

1  /^N"  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
V^  Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands. 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 

Zion  long  in  hostile  lauds  ; 
Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning, 
Z'on  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ! 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee,'^ 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end ; 

Great  deliv'rance 
Zious  King  will  surely  send. 


360  LOVE. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee, 
All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Savior  will  defend  thee, 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


LOVE. 


nqr)  L.  M.  Watts. 

tjrjyj  j^jg  Coronation  of  Christ,  and  Espousals 

of  the  the  Church. — Sol.  Song,  iii.  11. 

1  "pwAUGHTERS  of  Zion,  come,  behold 
_Lf  The  crown  of  honor  and  of  gold, 
Wliich  the  glad  church  with  joys  unknown 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  king, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  the  well-deserv'd  renown, 
And  Avear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay, 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Oh  let  each  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys. 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name 

At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  0  that  the  months  would  roll  away,    . 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  ! 

The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

KQl  L.  M.  Watts, 

^^-L   The  Church  the  Garden  of  Christ. 
SoL  Song,  iv.  12,  13,  15,  and  v.  1. 

1  "VXrE  are  a  garden  wall'd  around, 

VV    Chosen  and  made  peculiar  ground.; 


LOVE.  36Z 

A  little  spot  enclos'd  by  grace 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand  ; 
And  all  his  springs  in  Zion  flow 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  0  heavenly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  divine,  descend  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath 

4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad 
To  entertain  our  Savior-God  : 
And  faith  and  love  and  joy  appear. 
And  every  grace  be  active  here. 

5  [Let  my  Beloved  come,  and  taste 
His  pleasant  fruits  at  his  own  feast ; 

'  I  come,  my  spouse,  I  come,'  he  cries, 
With  love  and  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

Well  pleas'd  to  smell  our  poor  perfumes, 
And  calls  us  to  a  feast  divine, 
Sweeter  that  honey,  milk,  or  wine. 

7  '  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 

*  The  blessing  that  thy  Father  sends  ; 

*  Your  taste  shall  all  mj'  dainties  prove, 
'  And  drink  abundance  of  my  love.' 

8  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  sing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord  : 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live, 
Demands  more  praise  than  tongues  can  give.  J 

I^QO  L.  M.  Watts. 

KJtj^i  jri^g  Description  of  Christ  the  Beloved. 

Sol.  Song,  V.  9,  10,  11,  12,  14,  15,  16. 

1  nnHE  wondering  world  inquires  to  know 

I    Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so  : 
'  What  are  his  charms,'  say  they,  above 

*  The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ?' 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  sight, 
Shows  a  sweet  mixture,  red  and  white  : 
All  human  beauties,  all  divine 

In  my  beloved  meet  and  shine. 

3  White  is  his  soul,  from  blemish  free; 
Red  with  the  blood  he  shed  for  me  ; 
The  fairest  of  ten  thuusand  fairs  ; 

A  suu  amongst  ten  thousand  stars. 


362  LOVE. 

4  [His  head  the  finest  gold  excels, 
There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells; 
And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Those  temples  once  beset  with  thorns. 

5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Hard  by  the  signals  of  his  Avound  ; 
His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  bear 
The  cruel  scourge,  and  piercing  spear.] 

6  [His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  diamonds  set  in  rings  of  gold ; 
Those  heavenly  hands  that  on  the  tree 
Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 
Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies. 

Now  on  the  throne  of  his  comma^nd 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand.] 

8  [His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love. 
The  eagle  temper'd  with  the  dove  : 
No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll 
Through  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul. 

9  His  mouth  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints, 
Now  smiles  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints  : 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees.] 

10  All  over  glorious  is  mj'^  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ador'd ; 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew. 
Sure  all  who  knew  would  love  him  too. 

^QO  L.  M.  Watts. 

000  Qjirist  Dwells  in  Heaven,  but  Visits  on 
Earth.—^ol.  Song,  vi.  1,  2,  3, 12. 

1  "TXTHEN  strangei's  stand  and  hear  me  tell 

VV  What  beauties  in  my  Savior  dwell ; 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  beloved  keeps  his  throne 
On  hills  of  light  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
But  he  descends  and  shows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  [In  vinyards  planted  by  his  hand. 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand  ; 
He  feeds  among  the  spic}^  beds, 
Where  lillies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engross'd  my  warmest  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move  ; 


Love.  363 

I  have  a  mansioti  m  his  heart,  • 

Nor  death  nor  lie  11  shall  make  ns  part.] 

5  [He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are  ; 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 

The  heavenly  rapture  can  describe. 

6  0  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies, 
Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove 
To  dwell  forever  with  my  love.] 

P^QA  8's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^^^  On  Love  to  Christ,  as  a  Redeemer,  &c. 

John  xxi.  17. 

1  "\/rY  graciT)us  Redeemer  I  love  ; 
if  i    His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

.And  join  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name  : 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  Incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell : 
To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 
With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing  ; 
To  view  with  eternal  delight. 
My  Jesus,  my  Savior,  my  King. 

3  In  Meshech,  as  yet,  I  reside, — 

A  darksome  and  restless  abode  ; 
Molested  with  foes  on  each  side. 
And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God. 
0,when  shall  my  spirit  exchange 
This  cell  of  corruptible  clay 
For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 
Through  realms  of  ineffable  day. 

^  C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^Desiring  to  Love  and  Delight  in  Qod. 
Psalms  xxvii,  4. 

\f\  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
V_/     And  on  thy  care  depend ; 
To  thee  in  all  my  troubles  fiee, 
My  best,  my  only  Friend. 


59 


364  LOVE. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fuluess  is  the  same  -^ 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
Aud  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  Why  should  the  soul  a  drop  bemoan, 

Who  has  a  fountain  near, 
A  fountain  which  will  ever  run 
With  waters  sweet  aud  clear? 

4  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found, 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  good  to  me. 

5  0  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith, 

To  look  within  the  veil ; 
To  credit  what  my  Savior  saith, 
Whose  words  can  never  fail. 

6  He  that  has  made  my  heaven  secure    . 

Will  here  all  good  provide  ; 
Wliile  Christ  is  rich,  I  can't  be  poor  ; 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

7  0  Lord  I  cast  my  care  on  thee  ; 

I  triumph  and  adore  : 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

nqa  7's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

^^^ Brotherly  Love.-Eph,  v.  2;  Ps.  cxxxiii.  1. 

1  TESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  ; 
fj    Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  : 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Bid  all  jars  for  ever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love. 
Every  stumbling-block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind — 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word- 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care ; 
Each  another's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  ; 


LOVE.  365 

On  tlie  wings  of  angels  fly ; 

Sliow  how  true  believers  die. 
^07  8.8.6.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^^  *  Love  to  God  earnestly  desired.-lsnAxni.d, 

1  /^  LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
V/  When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  and  faint,  and  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell ; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depth  to  see  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
0  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  this  I  sigh,  for  this  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ; 
Be  mine  this  better  part. 
KQQ  8's.    •  Gadsby's  Col. 

*^ *^  ^ Speaking  the  Truth  in  Love.-2  Cor,  v.  14. 

1  rpHOUGH  justly  of  wrongs  we  complain, 

I       Or  faithfully  sinners  reprove, 
Yet  still  we  do  all  things  in  vain, 

Unless  we  do  all  things  in  love. 

'Tis  love  makes  us  humble  and  meek ; 

The  wounds  of  ill  usage  it  cures  ; 
It  pities  the  falls  of  the  weak. 

The  pride  of  the  lofty  endures. 

2  Has  God  a  command  to  fulfil. 

Which  nature  untoward  would  shun? 

Love  brings  to  compliance  the  will, 
And  causes  the  deed  to  be  done. 

From  Jesus  the  blessing  must  flow, 
To  creatures  beneath  and  above  ; 

May  he  his  good  Spirit  bestow, 
And  we  shall  do  all  things  in  love. 

/^QQ  CM.  Gadsby's  CoL 

fjuu  <<  j^^^  ijiQ  Lord  went  his  way  as  soon  as 
lie  had  left  communing  icith  Abraham,   and  . 
Abraham  returned  to  his  place.'' --Gen.  xvii.  38. 

1  "TTrHEN  Jesus,  with  his  matchless  love, 
YY      Visits  my  troubled  breast. 


366  LOVE. 

My  doubts  subside,  my  fears  remove, 
And  I'm  completely  blest. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  with  mind  and  heart, 

His  people  and  his  ways  ; 
Envy,  and  pride,  and  lust  depart, 
And  all  his  works  I  praise. 

3  Nothing  but  Jesus  I  esteem  ; 

My  soul  is  then  sincere  ; 
And  every  thing  that's  dear  to  him, 
To  me  is  also  dear. 

4  But  ah  !  when  these  short  visits  end. 

Though  not  quite  left  alone, 
I  miss  the  presence  of  my  Friend, 
Like  one  whose  comfort's  goue- 

5  I  to  my  own  sad  place  return, 

My  wretched  state  to  feel ; 
I  tire,  and  faint,  and  droop,  and  mourn, 
And  am  but  barren  still. 

6  More  frequent  let  thy  visits  be, 

Or  let  them  longer  last : 
I  can  do  nothing  without  thee  ; 
Make  haste,  my  God, make  haste. 

f^OO  8's.  7's.         Gadsby'sCol. 

UUU  ChrisVs  example. — Ps.  cxxxiii.  1. 

1  "TESUS,  Source  of  our  salvation, 
tj     May  we  now  thy  nature  know : 
Then,  more  bowels  of  compassion 

We  to  thy  dear  saints  shall  show. 
May  the  grace  thou  hast  imparted. 

In  relieving  our  complaints. 
Make  us  kind  and  tender-hearted. 

To  the  feeblest  of  thy  saints, 

2  When  they  are  severely  tempted, 

We  their  sorrows  would  assuage, 
Knowing  we  are  not  exempted 

From  the  tempter's  furious  rage. 
If  by  sin  they'i-e  overtaken. 

We'll  their  faults  to  them  declare  ; 
But  in  strains  of  much  compassion. 

Lest  we  drive  them  to  despair. 

3  Keep  us  from  a  proud  appearance. 

In  what'er  we  do  or  say  ; 
Fill  us  with  divine  forbearance  ; 
Then  how  happy  we  shall  be  ! 


^c 


LOVE.  367 

Hand  in  hand  we  would  be  walking, 
Eyeing  Jesus'  new  command  ; 
Of  his  love  we'd  e'er  be  talking, 
Till  we  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

^A"|  8's.  7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

UUx  "Behold  tlw  blood  of  thy  covenant.''^ 

Exodus  xxiv.  8. 

1  ~r\EAREST  Savior!  we  adore  thee, 

i  /     For  thy  precious  life  and  death; 
Melt  each  stubborn  heart  before  thee,— 
Give  us  ail  the  eye  of  faith  : 

2  From  the  law's  condemning  sentence, 

To  thy  mercy  we  appeal ; 
Thou  alone  canst  give  repentance  ; 
Thou  alone  our  wounds  canst  heal. 

(^09  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

U  \J^  jr/^g  most  excellent  gifts,  nothing  loithout 
Love.- I  Cor.  13. 

OULD  I  with  men  and  angels  vie 
In  language  without  love; 
Nought  but  a  sounding  brass  would  I, 
Or  tinkling  cymbal  prove. 

2  Could  I  both  preach  and  prophesy. 

All  myst'ries  understand ; 
Have  knowledge  all  engross'd  ia  me, 
All  gifts  at  my  command  : 

3  Yea,  had  I  faith  that  could  remove 

Great  mountains  to  the  main ; 
Yet  were  I  destitute  of  love, 
All  would  be  void  and  vain. 

4  Should  I  with  Pharisaic  shew, 

Be  lavish  of  my  store, 
And  tender  of  my  revenue, 
To  feed  the  starving  poor: 

5  Yea,  wanting  love,  though  to  the  flame 

My  bodj^  give  should  I, 
To  win  the  martyr's  glorious  name, 
I  nothing  gain  thereby. 

6  If  without  love  to  God  and  men, 

Though  most  devout  I  seem. 
Yet  my  religion  all  is  vain, 
And  but  an  empty  dream. 


368  LOVE. 

f\OQ  8s.     •  Newton. 

^^'-^  I^one  on  earth  I  desire  besides  thee. 
Psalms  Ixxiii.  25. 

1  TT"OW  tedious  and  tiresome  the  hours, 

JTi     When  Jesus  no  longer  1  see  ; 
Sweet  prospects,   sweet  birds,   and   sweet 
flow'rs, 

Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me  : 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May, 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face. 

My  all  to  Ills  pleasure  resign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place, 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  ; 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove. 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song  ; 
Say,  Avhy  do  I  languish  and  pine. 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  tliese  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul  cheering  presence  restore  ; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

f*f\A  C.  M.  Watts 

^^^  Love  to  God. 

APPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train. 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear, 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  light  and  reign 

If  love  be  absent  there. 


tOVE.  369 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  sweet  obedience  move, 
The  devils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 
'Tis  this  sliall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode. 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 
f»AX  CM.  Watts. 

\JVO  Brotherly  Love. 

1  T  0  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 

I  1     Are  brethren  that  agree. 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  unity  I 

2  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing. 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head. 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  liill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 

And  makes  his  grace  distil. 
af\Ci  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  ioce  and  Charily.— I  Cor.  xiii.  2.-7.  13 

1  T  ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 

I  J     Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye. 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste, 
She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  [Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  Avith  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.] 

4  [She  nor  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 


607 


370  LOVE. 

Nor  lo'iks  with  pride  on  those  below. 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 

To  seek  her  neighbors  good  ; 
So  God's  OAvn  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  us  with  his  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power, 

In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

L.  M,  Watts. 

Religion  vain  without  Love. — i  Cor.  xiii. 

1  XnTAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
|~l    And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
if  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  em^jty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame 

To  gain  a  martyrs  glorious  name ; 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  woi'ks  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

fiOp.  C.  M.  Stennett. 

U  JO    Profession  of  Love  to  Christ. 

ND  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  to  thee, — ■■ 
No  passion  for  thy  charms  ? 
No  wish  my  Savior's  face  to  see, 
And  dwell  within  his  arms  ! 

2  Is  there  no  spark  of  gratitude 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine, 
To  him  whose  generous  bosom  glow'd 
With  friendship  all  divine  ? 

3  Can  I  pronounce  his  charming  name, 

His  acts  of  kindness  tell. 
And,  while  I  dwell  upon  the  theme. 
No  sweet  emotion  feel? 

4  Such  base  ingratitude  as  this 

Wha*  heart  but  must  detest! 


LOVE.  371 

Sure  Christ  deserves  the  noblest  place 
lu  every  christian's  breast. 

A  very  wretch,  Lord,  I  should  prove, 

Had  I  no  love  to  thee  : 
Rather  than  not  my  Savior  love, 

O  may  I  cease  to  be  ! 

S.  M.  Fawcett. 

Love  to  the  Brethren. 


609 


1  "DLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
_0     Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ! 

The  lellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Fathers  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  : 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  Wh'en  we  asunder  part. 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again  . 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  soitow,  toil,  and  pain. 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free  ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Tla-ough  all  eternity. 


610 


'A 


C.  M.  Fawcett. 

Love  to  our  Enemies  from  the  Example 
of  Christ. — Luke  xxiii.  M.  Matt.  v.  4s. 

LOUD  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace 
Christ  to  his  murderers  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  tor'tring  cross  his  throne, 
And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

'  Father  forgive  !'  his  mercy  cried. 

With  his  expiring  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  blessings  down 

On  those  Avho  wrought  his  death. 


372  LOVE. 

3  Jesus,  this  "wondrons  love  we  sing! 

And,  whilst  we  sing,  admire  : 
Breathe  on  our  souls,  and  kindle  there 
The  same  celestial  fire. 

4  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  we 

For  enemies  will  pray  ; 
With  love,  their  hatred — and  their  curse 
With  blessings — will  repay. 
ail  C.  M.  Stennett. 

'-'-*-  -^  All  Attainments  vain  without  Love. 

1  Cor.  xiii.  1-3. 

1  Q1H0ULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
|io     Her  richest  gifts  on  me, 

Still,  0  my  God  !  I  should  be  poor, 
If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

2  Not  shining  wit,  nor  manly  sense, 

Could  make  me  truly  good ; 
Nor  zeal  itself  could  recompense 
The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  I  possess  the  gift  of  tongues, 

But  were  denied  thy  grace  ; 
My  loudest  words — my  loftiest  songs^ 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 

4  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  heavenly  skill 

Each  mystery  to  explain  : 
If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had  I  so  strong  a  faith,  my  God! 

As  mountains  to  remove ; 
No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

6  [What  though,  to  gratify  my  pride, 

And  make  my  heaven  secure 
All  my  possessions  I  divide 
Among  the  hungry  poor ; 

7  What  though  my  body  I  consign 

To  the  devouring  flame. 
In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  shine 
In  rolls  of  endless  fame  ! 

8  These  splendid  acts  of  vanity. 

Though  all  the  world  applaud. 
If  destitute  of  charit.y, 
Can  never  please  my  God.] 

9  Oh,  grant  me,  tlien,  this  one  request, 

And  I'll  be  satisfied, — 


612 


LOVE.  3  <  3 

That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Prayer  for  Quickening  Grace. 

1  npERMIT  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 

t        Obedient  to  thy  call ; 
To  seek  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 
My  strength,  my  life,  my  ail. 

2  All  I  can  wish  is  thine  to  give. 

My  God  I  ask  thy  love, 
That  greatest  boon  I  can  receive, 
That  bliss  of  heaven  above. 

3  To  heaven  my  restless  heart  aspires ; 

Oh  !  for  a  quickening  ray. 
To  animate  my  faint  desires, 
And  cheer  the  tiresome  way. 

4  While  sin  and  Satan  join  their  art. 

To  keep  me  from  my  Lord, 
Dear  Savior,  guard  my  trembling  heart, 
And  guide  me  by  thy  word. 

5  "When'er  the  tempting  foe  alarms, 

Or  spreads  the  fatal  snare, 
I'll  tiy  to  my  Redeemer's  arms, 
For  safety  must  be  there. 

6  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend, 

On  thee  my  soul  would  rest ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
III  thee  I'm  ever  blest. 

C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Lovest  thou  me  ?  feed  my  Lambs, 
John  xxi.  15. 

1  nPvO  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord? 
AJ  Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Savior's  voice  to  hear  ? 

i  [Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock, 
I  would  disdain  to  feed? 


613 


374  LOVE. 

Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  wliose  face 
1  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie, 

With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ?] 

7  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 

But,  0  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

filA  C.  M.  Primitive. 

^-^^        The  Grace  of  Christian  Love. 

1  TTOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

11     When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word  : 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye. 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart : 

3  When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  : 

4  When  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flows, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem. 
In  every  action  glows  ! 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

f^-\  n  C.  M.  Primitive. 

^  -L  ^  Love  to  the  Savior. 

1  rilHOTJ  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 
Jl     Whom  I  unseen  adore. 

Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines. 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 


LOVE.  375 

Tread,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Light, 

0  come  with  blissful  ray  ; 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

4  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 

Cil  (\  L.  M.  Primitive. 

'^ -'-'-'        A  Glimpse  of  Christ  is  Joyful. 

1  XESUS,  what  shall  I  do  to  show 

t)    How  much  I  love  thj'  charming  name  ? 
Let  my  whole  heart  with  rapture  glow, 
Thy  boundless  goodness  to  proclaim. 

2  Lord,  if  a  distant  ghmjise  of  thee 
Can  give  such  sweet,  such  vast  delight, 
What  must  the  joy,  the  triumph  be, 
To  dwell  for  ever  in  thy  sight  ? 

ai^  CM.  Primitive. 

"-*-  *  Jesus  precious. 

1  T>LEST  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  thoughts 

I>     O'er  all  thy  graces  rove. 

How  is  my  soul  in  transport  lost, 
In  wonder,  joy,  and  love  ! 

3  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  mine  ears, 

Like  thy  beloved  name  ; 
Nor  anght  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame. 

3  No,  thou  art  precious  to  my  heart. 

My  portion  and  my  joy  ; 
For  ever  let  thy  boundless  grace 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

4  "\Mien  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine. 
And  death  shall  all  its  terrors  lose 
In  raptures  so  divine. 

ai  Q  C.  M.  Primitive. 

UJ-O        j-Q  Christ,  the  good  Shepherd. 

1  rilO  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 
I      A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
U  let  the  meanest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  sing  thy  praise. 


376  LOVE. 

2  Vain  the  attempt !  what  tongue  can  speak 

A  subject  so  divine  ? 
Do  justice  to  so  vast  a  theme, 
And  praise  a  love  like  thine  ? 

3  Love,  that  could  bring  thy  willing  feet 

Prom  that  bless'd  world  on  high, 
From  thy  great  Father's  dear  embrace, 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  ! 

4  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  this  amazing  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

(^1  Q  8's.  Baldwin 

^^^  Union. 

1  TT^ROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
JC  That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ? 
It  fastens  om*  souls  in  such  ties, 

As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 

It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground. 
And  Jesus'  rich  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  now  so  dear  unto  me,' 
(Our  hearts  so  united  in  love  ;) 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  I  shall  see, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  O  I  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part? 
Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again, 
Engrav'd  on  Iminamicrs  heart, 

At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

6  And  soon  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
And  join  Avith  the  armies  above, 
Set  free  from  these  prisons  of  clay 
United  in  mansions  of  love. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
His  glor}^  eternally  see. 
Singing  hallelujah,  Amen ; 
Amen  !  even  so  let  it  be. 

(^9  A  S.  M.  Baltimo**  Col. 

^^^  Love  to  the  Saints. 

1      TT  LOVE  the  sons  of  grace, 

I    The  heirs  of  bliss  divine, 
Who  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness. 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  siu. 


LOVE.  377 

They  will  my  faults  reprove, 
When  heedlessly  I  err  ; 
How  do  I  prize  their  faithful  love  ! 
Their  kind  and  tender  care. 

Tliey  Jesus'  image  bear  ; 
How  lovely  is  the  sight : 
They  shall  at  length  with  him  appear 
In  everlasting  light. 

They  love  the  Father's  name, 
And  gladly  do  his  will ; 
They  humbly  follow  Christ  the  Lamb, 
In  purity  and  zeal. 

Their  footsteps  I'll  pursue 

With  vigor  till  I  die  ; 
Rejoicing  in  the  pleasing  view 

Of  meeting  them  on  high. 

It  is  a  sweet  employ 

To  join  in  worship  here  ; 
But  how  divine  will  be  the  joy 

To  see  each  other  there  ! 


L' 


fi91  s.  M. 

^*^-*-  Chrislian  Love. 

OYE  is  the  fountain,  whence 
All  true  obedience  floAvs  ; 
The  Christian  serves  the  (Jod  he  loves, 
And  loves  the  God  he  knows. 

2  He  treads  the  heavenly  road, 
And  neither  faints  nor  tires  ; 

That  generous  love  which  warms  his  breast 
With  fortitude  inspires. 

3  No  burden  seems  so  great, 
No  task  so  hard  appears, 

But  this  he  cheerfully  performs. 
And  that  he  meekly  bears. 

4  May  love — that  shining  grace  — 
O'er  all  my  powers  preside  ; 

Direct  my  thoughts,  suggest  my  words. 
And  every  action  guide. 

fi99  L.  M. 

^^^  ChrisVs  Love. 

1    XESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
9J    No  tho't  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  ; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  too  thee, 
And  reign  vrithout  a  rival  there. 


378  LOTE. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray ; 
All  pain  before  its  presence  flies  : 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  0  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame. 
And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love  in  sufferings  be  my  peace ; 
Thy  love  in  weakness  make  me  strong ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  my  heaven  and  song. 

a^o  c.  p.  M. 

^^*^  Heavenly-Mind£dness. 

1  "TXriTH  eyes  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 

W      My  soul  ATOuld  upward  rise  ; 
And  converse  hold  Avith  things  above, 
And  all  that  heavenly  influence  prove. 
Which  grace  divine  supplies. 

2  But  sin  Avill  oft  my  heart  betray, 

And  cares  from  morn  till  e'en 
Command  ni}'^  lab'ring  thoughts  away, 
And  my  affections  far  astray 

From  happiness  and  heaven. 

3  Heaven  is  the  portion  of  my  soul, 

My  treasure  and  my  joy  ; 
There's  'nought  on  earth,  from  pole  to  pole, 
Where  mountains  rise  or  oceans  roll, 

That  should  my  heart  employ. 

4  Upward,  still  upAvard,  let  me  soar, 

Wliile  in  this  vale  of  tears  ; 
Till  earthly  cares  and  toils  are  o'er, 
And  sin  shall  Avound  my  heart  no  more, 

And  heaven  itself  appears. 

CM. 

Charily. 

1  TE3US,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
itj      Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
HoAv  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum? 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thiue  ? 


624 


HUMILITY.  379 

3  But  tliou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

7\.nd  visited  and  cheer'd  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Savior's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  rev'rence  and  love, 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
0  let  US  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee ! 


HUMILITY. 

PO^  CM.  Hart. 

U-jtJ    uj£g  gf^^ii  ^Qi  speak  of  Himselfy^ 
John  xvi.  13. 

1  X)rrHATEVER  prompts  the  soul  to  pride, 

VV      Or  gives  us  room  to  boast. 
Except  in  Jesus  crucified. 
Is  not  the  Holy  Ghost. 

2  That  blessed  Spirit  omits  to  speak 

Of  what  himself  has  done, 
And  bids  the  enlighten'd  sinner  seek 
Salvation  in  the  Son. 

3  He  never  moves  a  man  to  say, 

"  Thank  God,  I  am  so  good  ;" 
But  turns  his  eye  another  way, 
To  Jesus  and  his  blood. 

4  Great  are  the  graces  he  confers, 

But  all  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
He  gladly  dictates,  gladly  hears, 
"Salvation  to  the  Lamb." 

a^a  L.  M.  Medley. 

^"^^'^  Though  I  be  Nothing.''— 2  Cor.  xii.  11. 

1    TEHOVAH'S  awful  name  revere, 
t)    In  humble  praise,  with  holy  fear: 
In  glory  thron'd  divinely  bright, 
All  worlds  are  nothing  in  his  sight. 


380  HUMILITY. 

2  The  num'roug  proud,  self-right'ous  host, 
Who  fondly  of  their  something  boast, 
Will  lind  their  something  nothing  more 
Than  what  will  prove  them  blind  and  poor. 

3  O  may  my  soul  such  folly  shun, 
Nor  ever  boast  what  I  have  done  ; 
But  at  God's  footstool  humbly  fall, 
And  Jesus  be  my  all  in  all. 

4  Though  of  myself  I  nothing  am, 
I'm  dear  to  God,  and  to  the  Lamb ; 
Though  I  have  nothing,  I  confess, 
All  things  in  Jesus  I  possess. 

5  I  can  do  nothing,  Lord,  'tis  true. 

Yet,  in  thy  strength,  can  all  things  do  : 

Nothing  I  merit,  Lord,  I  own, 

Yet  shall  possess  a  heavenly  throne. 

6  Thus  something.  Savior,  may  I  be, 
Nothing  in  self,  but  all  in  thee  ; 
And  when  in  glory  I  appear. 

Be  something,  and  3^et  nothing,  there. 
(^97  L.  M.  Medley. 

U^  I  ijjQ  shall  be  for  a  Sancti(ary.''-lsii.\-m.24:. 

1  "TF^^SUS,  before  thy  face  I  fall, 

pj    My  Lord,  my  life,  my  hope,  my  all ; 
For  I  iiave  no  where  else  to  flee  ; 
No  sanctuary.  Lord,  but  thee. 

2  In  thee  I  every  glory  view, 

Of  safety,  strength,  and  beauty  too  : 
Beloved  Savioi-,  ever  be 
A  sanctuary  unto  me. 

3  Whatever  woes  and  fears  betide, 
In  thj'^  dear  bosom  let  me  hide ; 
And,  Avhile  I  i)Our  my  soul  to  thee, 
Do  thou  my  sanctuary  be. 

4  Through  life  and  all  its  changing  scenes, 
And  all  the  grief  that  intervenes, 

'Tis  this  supports  ni}'  fainting  heart, 
That  thou  my  sanctuary  art. 

5  Apace  the  solemn  hour  draws  nigh. 
When  I  must  bow  my  head  and  die  ; 
But  0,  what  joy  this  witness  gives, — 
Jesus,  my  sanctuary,  lives. 

6  He  from  the  grave  my  dust  will  raise  ; 
I  in  the  heavens  will  sing  his  praise  ; 
And  when  in  glor}'  I  ai)peur, 

He'll  be  my  sanctuary  there. 


628 


HUMILITY.  381 

L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

"  Unto  you  He  is  i)recious.''^ — 1  Pet.  ii.  7. 

1  "TESUS  is  precious,  saith  the  Word ; 

^    What  comfort  does  this  truth  aft'ord! 
And  those  who  in  his  name  believe, 
With  joy  this  precious  truth  receive. 

2  To  tliem  he  is  more  precious  far 
Thau  life  and  all  its  comforts  are  ; 
More  precious  than  their  daily  food. 
More  precious  thau  their  vital  blood. 

3  Not  ];ealth,  nor  Avealth,  nor  sounding  fame. 
Nor  earth's  deceitful,  empty  name, 

With  all  its  pomp  and  all  its  glare, 
Can  with  a  precious  Christ  compare. 

4  He's  precious  in  his  precious  blood. 
That  pardoning  and  soul-cleansing  flood  ; 
He's  precious  in  his  righteousness, 
That  everlasting,  heavenly  dress. 

5  In  every  office  he  sustains, 
In  every  victory  he  gains. 
In  every  counsel  of  his  will, 
He's  precious  to  his  people  still. 

6  As  they  draw  near  their  journey's  end. 
How  precious  is  their  heavenly  Friend  ! 
And,  when  in  death  they  bow  their  head, 
He's  precious  ou  a  dying  bed. 

7  In  glory.  Lord,  may  I  be  found, 

And,  with  thy  precious  mercy  crown'd, 
Join  the  glad  song,  and  there  adore 
A  precious  Christ  for  evermore. 

/^9q  S.  M.  Newton. 

yJ^tJ  j-Zjg  Lamentations  of  a  new-born  iSoul. 

Job  xl.  4  ;  Rom.  vii.  24. 

1  f\  LORD  !  hoAT  vile  am  I ; 
\_/  Unholy  and  unclean  ! 

How  can  I  dare  to  venture  nigh, 
With  such  a  load  of  sin  ! 

2  Is  this  polluted  heart 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee  ? 

Swarming,  alas  !  in  every  part, 
Wh'dt  evils  do  I  see  ! 

3  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 
And  lisp  thv  holy  name, 

My  thoughts  are  hurried  soon  away; 
I  know  not  where  I  am. 


382  HUMILITY. 

4  If  in  thy  word  I  look, 
Such  darkness  fills  my  mind, 

I  only  read  a  sealed  book, 
And  no  relief  can  find. 

5  T  ly  gospel  oft  I  hear, 
But  hear  it  still  in  vain  ; 

Without  desire,  or  love,  or  fear, 
I  like  a  stone  remain. 

6  Myself  can  hardly  bear 

This  wretched  heart  of  mine  ; 

How  hateful  then,  must  it  appear 

To  those  pure  eyes  of  thine ! 

7  And  must  I  then  indeed 
Sink  in  despair  and  die  ? 

Fain  would  I  hope  that  thou  didst  bleed 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I. 

8  That  blood  which  thou  hast  spilt, 
Tliat  grace  which  is  thine  own, 

Can  cleanse  the  vilest  sinner's  guilt 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

9  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow  ; 
0 ,  pity  and  forgive  ! 

Here  will  I  lie,  and  wait  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 

f^OA  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

^^^'Blesi^ed  are  the  poor  in  spirit.' -Mnil.v. 5. 

1  "VT'E  humble  souls,  complain  no  more ; 

1     Let  faith  survey  3'our  future  store  : 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 

2  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  j'^our  lot,  your  hope  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 

3  A  kingdom  of  Immense  delight, 
Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite  : 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 

And  every  wish  hath  full  supplies. 

4  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  sweeps  earthly  thrones  away  ; 
The  state  which  power  and  truth  sustain, 
Unmoved  for  ever  must  remain. 

5  There  shall  your  e,yes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  that  died  for  j'^ou — 


HUMILITY.  383 

That  died  to  ransom,  died  to  raise 
To  crowns  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise. 
6  Jesns,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer  ; 
lie  veal,  confirm  my  interest  there  : 
Whate'er  my  humble  lot  below, 
Tliis,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 

/^Ol  CM.  Sonnets. 

UO±  The  meekness  of  Christ. 

1  TESUS  the  great,  the  mighty  God, 
tj      A  man  of  grief  became  ; 

In  paths  of  meekness  here  he  trod, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  Humility,  how  bright  it  shin'd 

In  every  act  he  wrought ; 
What  lowliness  of  heart  and  mind, 
Appear'd  in  all  he  taught. 

3  His  love  to  men  of  sinful  race, 

(ilow'd  in  his  tender  breast; 
For  man  he  yielded  to  disgrace, 
Forsaken  and  distress'd. 

4  Led  as  a  lamb  to  meet  the  sword. 

He  bow'd  beneath  the  stroke  ; 
Not  one  revengeful  angry  Avord, 
The  dear  Eedeemer  spoke. 

5  0  may  his  meekness  be  my  guide, 

Tlie  pattern  I  pursue  ; 
How  can  I  bear  revenge  or  pride. 
With  Jesus  in  my  view  ? 

ao^  L.M.  Watts. 

UO-j     rpj^Q  Pharisee  and  the  Publican. 
Luke  xviii.  10,  &c. 

1  "OEHOLD  how  sinners  disagree 

l>  The  Publican  and  Pharisee  ! 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stnnds, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  liands  ; 
That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne. 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
And  different  answers  he  bestoAvs  : 

The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns. 
Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 


384  HUMILITY. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee  ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

(^QO  C.  M.  Watta. 

UtJtj        Humility  and  Submission. 

1  XS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 

1      Searcli,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  ni}'  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  Avith  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 

And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 
f\'^A.  7's.  Madan'sCol. 

^•^"^         A  Prayer  for  Humility. 

1  X  ORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, — 

I  J  Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
I  shall,  as  my  Master,  be 
Ptooted  in  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Chang'd  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleas'd  with  all  the  Lord  provides, 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Ever,y  evil  let  me  flee  ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, — 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  Oh,  may  we  all  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  join'd  ! 

,  Him  let  Israel  still  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore. 

C\^K  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

\JtJ*J  jtj^g  Jlfeefc  beautified  with  Salvation. 
Psalm  cxlix.  4. 

1  '\7'E  humble  souls,  rejoice, 

¥     And  cheerful  praises  sing  ! 
Wake  all  your  harmony  of  voice. 
For  Jesus  is  your  King  ! 

2  That  meek  and  lowly  Lord, 
Whom  here  your  souls  have  known, 


HUMILITY.  385 

Pledges  the  honor  of  liis  word, 
T'  avow  you  for  his  own. 

3  He  brings  salvation  near  ; 
For  you  bis  blood  was  paid  ! 

How  beauteous  shall  you  all  appear 
Thus  sumptuously  array'd ! 

4  Sing  !  for  the  day  is  nigh, 
When,  near  your  Savior's  seat, 

The  tallest  sons  of  pride  shall  lie 
The  footstool  of  your  feet. 

5  Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  all  the  saints  confess 

The  royal  robes,  in  which  they  shine, 
Were  wrought  by  sovereign  grace. 
n.^f\  CM.        Parkinson's  Col. 

^^^  Slow  Traveler. 

1  /~\  HAPPY  souls,  how  fast  you  go, 
\_7  And  leave  me  here  behind  ; 

Don't  stop  for  me, 
For  now  I  see 
The  Lord  is  just  and  kind. 

2  Go  on,  go  on,  my  soul  says  go, 
And  I'll  come  after  you  ; 

Though  I'm  behind. 
Yet  I  can  find, 
And  sing  hosanna  too. 

3  Ma}'  you  have  strength,  that  you  may  run, 
And  keep  your  footsteps  right; 

Though  fast  you  go, 
And  I  so  slow, 
You  are  not  out  of  sight. 

4  When  you  arrive  in  worlds  above, 
And  all  their  glories  see  ; 

When  you  get  home. 

Your  journey  's  done  : 

Then  look  ye  out  for  me. 

5  For  I  will  run  as  fast 's  I  can, 
Along  the  way  I'll  steer. 

Through  Christ  my  strength, 
I  shall  at  length 
Be  one  among  you  there. 

6  There  altogether  we  shall  meet, 
Together  we  shall  sing  ; 

A  countless  throng. 
To  swell  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
13 


386  HUMILITY. 


T 


C\Q7  S.  M.  Cowper. 

'-''-'•  Dependence. 

\0  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 
'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 
Supplies  the  living  stream, 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  deriv'd  from  him. 

3  Beware  of  Peter's  word,* 
Nor  confidently  say, 

"I  never  will  deny  thee,  Lord," 
But  grant  I  never  may. 

4  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

6      Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kiugs,t 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 
6      In  Jesus  is  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 
Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

^QQ  7's.  Montgomery. 

1  T  ORD  !  for  ever  at  thy  side 

i  J  Let  my  place  and  portion  be  ; 
Strip  me  of  my  robe  of  pride. 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive 

All  thy  Spirit  hath  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  hast  spoken, — I  believe. 
Though  the  prophecy  were  seal'd. 

3  Quiet  as  a  weaned  child. 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast; 
By  no  subtilty  beguiled. 
On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest. 

4  Saints  !  rejoicing  evermore, 

In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust ; 
Him  in  all  his  ways  adore, 
Wise,  and  wonderful,  and  just. 

*Matt.  xxvi.  33.  tJohi^  vi.  29. 


HUMILITY.  387 

f^QQ  L.  M. 

\jtJtJ  Mourning  over  Sin. 

1  ^BE  a  poor  sinner,  gracious  Lord, 

0  Whose  soul,  encourag'd  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 

And  there  Avould  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft,  deceiv'd  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  fond  heart  been  turn'd  aside  ; 
And,  Jonah-like,  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  Iiast  look'd  again  on  me. 

3  Ah,  bring  a  wretched  wanderer  home, 
And  to  th}^  footstool  let  me  come, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  Take  courage,  then,  my  trembling  soul, 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  Avhole ; 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain, 

But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

5  Look  to  the  Lord,  his  word,  his  throne  ; 
Look  to  his  strength,  and  not  thy  own  ; 
There  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 
Thou  slialt  not  wait,  nor  look  in  vain. 

aAf)  C.  P.  M. 

w-rv^  Faith  Struggling. 

1  /^     LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 
V^5  While  darkness  veils  the  sky, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapt  yet  in  mystery  ; 

1  cannot.  Lord,  thy  purpose  see, 
But  all  is  well,  since  rul'd  by  thee. 

2  Thus,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  path  of  duty  on  ; 
What  thougli  some  cherish'd  joys  are  fled, 

Some  flatt'ring  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain. 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain? 

aAi  L.  M. 

^^J-  Ralred  of  Sin. 

1  /^H.  could  I  find  some  peaceful  bow'r, 
KJ  Where  sin  lias  neither  place  nor  pow'r  ; 
This  traitor  vile  I  fain  would  shun. 

But  cannot  from  his  presence  run. 

2  When  to  the  throne  of  grace  I  flee, 
He  stands  between  my  God  and  me  : 


388  FEAK. 

Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 
I  feel  him  working  in  my  breast. 

3  When  I  attempt  to  soar  above, 

To,  view  the  heights  of  Jesus'  love  ; 
This  monster  seems  to  mount  the  skies, 
And  veils  his  giory  from  my  ej'es. 

4  Lord,  free  me  from  this  deadly  foe, 
Which  keeps  my  faith  and  hope  so  low  ; 
I  long  to  dwell  in  heav'n  my  home, 
Where  not  one  sinful  thought  can  come. 

0±0  L.M.        - 

^  ^—^  Inconstancy  lamented. 

H  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Savior's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away  ; 

In  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

Tills  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Through  all  resolves,  how  soon  it  flies, 
And  mocks  the  Aveak,  the  slender  ties ; 
There's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine. 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return. 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn  ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

6  0,  let  thy  love,  Avith  sweet  control. 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vanity  depart, 
And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 


FEAR. 


f\AO  C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col 

\J^fJ        j^g^j,  Qf  (^od.— Psalm  cxix.  32. 

1  nri^EAR  is  a  grace  Avhich  ever  dwells 
r      With  its  fair  partner,  love  ; 
Blending  their  beauties,  both  proclaim 
Their  source  is  from  above. 


FEAR.  389 

2  Let  terrors  fright  the  unwilling  slave, 

The  child  with  joy  appears  ; 
Cheerful  he  does  his  Father's  will, 
And  loves  as  much  as  fears. 

3  Let  fear  and  love,  most  holy  God, 

Possess  this  soul  of  mine  ; 
Then  shall  I  worship  thee  aright, 
And  taste  thy  joys  divine. 

n  M  L.  M.  Hart. 

^  ^^The  Fear  of  the  Xord.— Isaiah  xi.  2,  3. 

1  "TTAPPY  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord  ; 
Xl  They  from  the  paths  of  sin  depart ; 
licjoice  and  tremble  at  his  word, 

And  hide  it  deep  within  their  heart. 

2  They  in  his  mercy  hope,  through  grace  , 
Revere  his  judgments,  not  contemn  ; 

Tn  pleasing  Jiini  their  pleasure's  plac'd. 
And  his  delight  is  plac'd  in  them. 

3  This  fear,  a  rich  and  endless  store. 
Preserves  the  soul  from  poisonous  pride  ; 
The  heart  that  Avants  this  fear  is  poor, 
AYhatever  it  possess  beside. 

4  This  treasure  was  by  Christ  possess'd  ; 
In  this  his  understanding  stood  ; 

And  ever}''  one  that's  with  it  bless'd, 
Has  free  redemption  in  his  blood. 

p.i^  L.  M.  Hart. 

\j-±Oit  rpj^Q  Fear  of  the  Lord  is  to  hate  evil." 

Prov.  viii.  13. 

1  "FN  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 

J_  When  all  their  works  exhibit  death  ; 
When  they  indulge  some  sinful  view. 
In  all  they  say  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord, 
Obeys  his  precepts,  keeps  his  word  ; 
Commits  his  works  to  God  alone, 
And  seeks  his  will  before  his  own. 

3  A  barren  tree,  that  bears  no  fruit. 
Brings  no  great  glory  to  its  root ; 
When  on  the  boughs  rich  fruit  we  see, 
'Tis  then  we  cry,  "A  goodly  tree." 

4  Never  did  men,  b}'  faith  divine, 
To  selfishness  and  sloth  incline  : 

The  Christian  works  with  all  his  power, 
And  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 


390  FEAR. 


646 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Desertion  and  Hope ;   or.  Complaint  of 
Absence  from  Fublic  Worship. 

1  TXr^^'^  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 

YV    My  God,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 

2  Wlien  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  mj'  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
The  foe  insults  without  control, 
*  And  Where's  your  God  at  last?' 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  honse  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  Avas  praise. 

6  But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 
Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 
And  sing  restoring  love. 

aAJ  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^  *  Melancholy  Thoughts  reproved  ;  or, 
Hope  in  Affliction. 

1  1\/rY  spirit  sinks  within  me.  Lord, 

It  I    But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise. 
Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread; 
Tliy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rising  Avaves  roll  o'er  ray  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
I^or  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet. 

And  say,  'My  God,  my  heavenly  Rock, 


FEAR.  391 

Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

*  The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  V 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low, 
Wh}'^  should  ray  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord  and  praise  him  too, 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still, 
Thy  words  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  h  ly  hill, 

My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 
(^AQ  C.  M.  Watts. 

^"^'^   Bonbts  and  Fears  supprest ;  or   God 
our  Defence  fro^n  Sin  and  Satan. 

1  1\/r  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  1 
iVl      How  fast  my  foes  Increase  ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade 

There's  no  relief  in  heaven; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 

Shalt  on  my  temp  er  tread, 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  listening  ear  ; 
I  call'd  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes. 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repose.] 

6  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood. 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul, 
M}^  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arise,  0  Lord,  fulMl  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  : 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  tlie  grave. 


392  RESIGNATION. 


649 


RESIGNATION. 

C.  M.  Cowper, 

Submission. 

LORD  !  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
And  lielp  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wijDes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No  !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Thy  favor  all  my  journey  through 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant ; 
Wliat  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  ray  way  : 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  to-day. 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But,  ah !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud,  that  veils  my  skies, 

Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 
^r^A  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

yJUKJ    Filial  Submisssion. — Heb.  xii.  7. 


^A 


ND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high. 
To  say,  '  My  Father,  God  !' 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  Avould  lie 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 


2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will. 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  every  anxious  tliought  be  still. 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 


RESIGNATION.  393 

rill  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  *  My  Father,' — 0  permit  my  heart 
To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  Impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

ai^l  CM.  T.Greene. 

^^-*-     Itis  the  Lord — let  him  do  what  seemeth 

him  good. — 1  Sam.  iii.  18. 

1  XT  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  light, 

I     Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord— should  I  distrust, 

Or  contradict  his  will, 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 
And  must  be  righteous  still? 

3  It  is  the  Lord — who  gives  me  all 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease  ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load — 
From  whom  assistance  I  obtain 
To  tread  the  thorny  road. 

5  It  is  the  Lord— whose  matchless  skill 

Can  from  afflictions  raise 
Matter  eternity  to  fill 
With  ever-growing  praise. 

6  It  is  the  Lord,  my  cov'nant  God, 

Thrice  blessed  be  his  name  ! 
Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'd  with  blood. 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

7  His  cov'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire. 
And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire  ! 

8  And  can  my  soul  with  hopes  like  these, 

Be  sullen,  or  repine  ? 
No,  gracious  God!    take  what  thou  please, 

To  thee  I  all  resign. 
a ^9  L.  M.  /  Watts. 

^'^— '  jtfan's  Mortality  and  ChrisVs  Eternity. 

1  "TT  is  the  Lord  our  Savior's  hand 

i    Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race  ; 


394  KESIGKATIOK. 

Disease  and  death  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  0  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  suu  go  down  at  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon? 

3  Yet  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage, 
Oar  Father  and  our  Savior  live  ; 
Ghrisl  is  the  same  through  every  age. 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  : 

This  earth  grows  ola,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside  ; 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  : 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive. 
And  the  dead  saints  be  raised  again. 

C\n^  L.M.  Watts. 

^^^  Submission  and  Deliverance;  or, 
Abraham  offering  his  son. — Gen.  xxii.  6. 

1  CJAENTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word 
iO    Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  shall  restore  what  you  resign. 

Or  grant  you  blessing  more  divine. 

2  So  Abraham  with  obedient  hand 
Led  forth  his  son  at  God's  command, 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took. 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

3  *  Abraham,  forbear,'  (the  angel  cried,) 

*  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  tr  ed, 
'  Thy  son  shall  live,  and  in  thy  seed 

*  Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed.' 

4  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour 
JChe  Lord  displays  delivering  power  ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place 
Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 

or: A.  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^"*  Submission  to  afflictive  Providences. 

1  l^AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
J^     And  crept  to  life  at  first, 


EESIGNATTON.  395 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  witli  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favors  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high 

Or  sinks  them  iu  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name  !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will. 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crowns  our  lives 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread. 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

L.  M.  Beddome. 

Patience. 
EAR  Lord  !  though  bitter  is  the  cup 
Thy  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up  ; 
That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee. 

2  Dash  it  with  thy  unchanging  love, 
Let  not  a  drop  of  wrath  be  there  ! — 
The  saints,  for  ever  bless'd  above, 
Were  often  most  afflicted  here, 

3  From  Jesus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And  humbly  kiss  the  chastening  rod, 
When  its  severest  strokes  I  feel. 

ana  CM.  Beddome. 

^^^  Resignation;  or,  Ood  our  Portion. 

1  "l\/rY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy. 
It  I      Great  God !  are  in  thy  hand  ; 

My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee. 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word. 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 


655 


396  RESIGNATION. 

But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  What  is  the  world,  with  all  its  store? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter  sweet ; 
"VNHien  I  attempt  to  pluck  the  rose, 
A  prickly  thorn  I  meet. 

5  Here  pei'fect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found, 

The  honey's  mixed  with  gall : 
Midst  changing  scenes,  and  dying  friends, 

Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 
f^nj  CM.  Eippon'sCol. 

^  •  TJie  Request. 

1  TT^ATHER,  what'er  of  earthly  bliss 

P      Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  Grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessing  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  in  thee: 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine. 

And  crown  my  journey's  end. 
^^O  7's.  Fawcett. 

\)Oij  j^  Birth-day  Hymn. — Acts  xxvi.  22. 

1  T  MY  Ebenezer  raise 

1      To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
With  a  grateful  heart  I  own. 
Hitherto  thy  help  I've  known. 

2  \\Tiat  may  be  ray  future  lot. 
Well  I  know  concerns  me  not ; 
This  should  set  my  heart  at  rest,   . 
What  thy  will  ordains  is  best. 

3  I  my  all  to  thee  resign : 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
May  but  all  thy  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  love. 

4  Guard  me,  Savior,  by  thy  pow'r, 
Guard  me  in  the  trying  hour  : 
Let  thy  unremittetl  care 

Save  me  from  the  lurking  snare, 
6  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  directed  to  thy  praise  ; 
So  the  last,  the  closing  scene 
Shall  be  tranquil  and  serene. 


D' 


HESIGNATION.  397 

6  To  thy  -will  I  leave  the  rest, 
Grant  me  but  this  one  request, 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  special  love. 

/^^q  S.  M.  Beddome. 

^^^       Submission  tender  affliction 
^OST  thou  my  profit  seek, 
And  chasten  as  a  friend? 
0  God,  I'll  kiss  the  smarting  rod, 
There's  houe^^  at  the  end. 

2  Dost  thou  through  death's  dark  vale, 
Conduct  to  heaven  at  last? 

The  future  good  will  make  amends 
For  all  the  evil  jjast. 

3  Lord,  I  would  not  repine 
At  strokes  in  mercy  sent ; 

If  the  chastisement  comes  in  love, 
My  soul  shall  be  content. 

(](\0  CM.  Sonne  tts. 

^^^  Standstill  and  see  the  Salvation  of  tlie 

Lord.—Exod.  xiv.  13. 

1  /^H  what  a  narrow,  narrow  path 
V_7     Is  that  which  leads  to  life  ! 
Some  talk  of  works,  and  some  of  faith. 

With  warmth,  and  zeal,  and  strife. 

2  But  after  all  that's  said  or  done, 

Let  men  think  what  they  will. 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  tempted  son 
Consists  in  standing  still. 

3  '  Stand  still  ?'  says  one,  '  that's  easy  sure, 

'Tis  what  I  always  do  ; 
Deluded  soul,  be  not  secure, 
This  is  not  meant  to  you. 

4  Not  driv'n  by  fear,  nor  drawn  by  love, 

Nor  yet  by  duty  led  ; 
Lie  still,  you  do,  and  never  move, 
For  who  can  move  that's  dead  ? 

5  But  for  a  living  soul  to  stand. 

By  thousand  dangers  scar'd, 
And  feel  destruction  close  at  hand, 
0  !  this  indeed  is  hard. 

6  To  shun  this  danger,  others  run 

To  hide  they  know  not  where  ; 
Or,  tho'  they  fight,  no  vic'try's  won; 
They  only  beat  the  air. 


398  RESIGNATION. 

7  Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  prompt  us  when 
To  go,  and  when  to  stay  ; 
Attract  us  with  the  chords  of  men, 
And  we  shall  not  delay. 

aai  L.  M.  Sonnetts. 

^^  *-  Blessed  be  the  poor. — Luke,  vi.  20. 

1  T"  ORD  Avhen  I  hear  thy  children  talk, 
JLi     (And  I  believe  'tis  often  true) 
How  with  delight  thy  ways  they  walk, 

And  gladly  thy  commandments  do, 

2  In  my  own  breast  I  look,  and  read 

Accounts  so  very  diff'rent  there, 
That,  had  I  not  thy  blood  to  plead. 
Each  sight  would  sink  me  to  despair. 

3  Needy  and  naked,  and  unclean. 

Empty  of  good  and  full  of  ill ; 
A  lifeless  lump  of  loathsome  sin. 
Without  the  pow'r  to  act  or  will  ! 

4  I  feel  my  fainting  spirits  droop  ; 

My  wretched  leanness  I  deplore  ; 
'Till,  gladden'd  with  a  gleam  of  hope 
From  this — the  Lord  hast  blessed  the  poor. 

5  Then,  while  I  make  my  secret  moan, 

Upwards  I  cast  my  eyes,  and  see, 
Tho'  I  have  nothing  of  my  own. 
My  treasure  is  immense  in  thee. 

6  Still  may  I  keep  thy  love  in  view  ; 

Lean  there  ;  nor  envy  those  that  rciL.- 
Still  trust  to— not  what  I  can  do, 
But  what  thyself  hast  for  me  done. 

7  My  treasure  is  thy  precious  blood  : 

Fix  there  my  heart ;  and  for  the  rest, 
Under  thy  forming  hands  my  God, 

Give  me  that  frame  which  thou  seest  best. 

fiC\0  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

Quietness  under  Affliction. 

1  /^FT  has  my  soul  in  secret  blest 
V_/     Affliction's  painful  rod  ; 
It  Aveans  me  from  a  creature's  breast, 
And  brings  m.e  near  to  God. 
'2  When  I  can  take  believing  views 
Of  his  mysterious  ways, 
I  can  each  murmuring  thouglit  refuse, 
And  celebrate  his  praise. 


RESIGNATION.  899 

3  Contented  tlien  I  can  resign 

To  trouble,  loss,  or  shame  ; 
Convinc'd  all  things  for  good  combine, 
To  all  who  love  his  name. 

4  I  love  him,  and  would  love  him  more. 

Whatever  woes  assail ; 
All  things  subserve  his  mighty  power, 
His  wisdom  cannot  fail. 

5  But  when,  dear  Lord,  I  ask  thee  when, 

Shall  I  have  this  request ; 
To  sigh  no  more,  no  more  to  sin, 
But  in  thy  presence  rest  ? 

fip.^  CM.  Primitive. 

'-'^^    Submission  to  the  Divine  will. 

1  QUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 
lO    I  all  to  thee  resign. 

And  now  before  th}''  chast'ning  rod; 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 

2  Whj^  should  my  foolish  heart  complain, 

When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love. 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above  ? 

3  How  short  are  all  my  sufferings  here  ! 

How  needful  every  cross  ! 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 

4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 

I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name  ; 
My  Jesus  yesterday,  to-day, 
Forever  is  the  same. 

p.f\/i  CM.  Primitive. 

UUtt  Faith  and  Resignation. 

1  rriHROUGH  all  the  downward  tracks  of  time, 

M      God's  watchful  eye  surveys  : 
Oh !  who  so  wise  to  chose  our  lot, 
Or  regulate  our  ways  ? 

2  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love. 

Immeasurably  kind  ; 
To  his  unerring  gracious  will, 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

3  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good. 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses  from  his  sovereign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 


400  EESIGNATION. 


665 


C.  M.  Primitive. 

God  our  Father 

1  1\/|"Y  God,  my  Father — blissful  name— 
1 V  I      0  may  I  call  thee  miae  ! 

May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ! 

2  This  only  can  ray  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  What'er  thy  holy  will  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise — 
0  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  "Wliate'ev  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

0  give  me  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

^/2<^  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  milEE  will  I  praise,  0  Lord!  in  light, 

_L     Where  seraphim  surround  thy  throne  ; 
With  heart  and  soul,  with  mind  anil  might. 
Thee  will  I  worship,  Thee  alone. 

2  I  bow  toward  thy  holy  place  ; 

For  thou,  in  mercy  still  the  same, 
Hast  magnified  thy  word  of  grace 
O'er  ail  the  wonders  of  thy  name. 

3  Though  in  the  depth  of  trouble  thrown, 

With  grief  I  shall  not  always  strive  ; 
Thou  wilt  thy  suffering  sei-vant  own. 
And  thou  the  contrite  heart  revive. 

4  Thy  purpose  then  in  me  fulfil ; 

Forsake  me  not,  for  I  am  thine  ; 
Perfect  in  me  thine  ntmost  will ; 
Whatever  it  be,  that  will  be  mine  ! 


8's. 
Submission. 


667 

1  ^rillS  hard,  when  we  are  sick  and  poor 
JL    And  they  who  lov'd  us,  love  no  more 
When  riches,  health,  and  friends  are  gone. 
To  say,  "  O  Lord  thy  will  be  done  :" 
Yet  Lord  I  would  to  thee  resign 
And  say,  "My  Father's  will  be  mine." 


BESIGNATION.  401 

'Tis  hard,  when  in  onr  souls  distress, 
All,  all  around  is  wilderness  ;  [none. 

When  herbs  and  quenching  streams,  th 
To  say,  "  My  Father's  will  be  done." 
Yet  Lord,  I  Avould  to  thee  resign 
And  say,  "  My  Father's  will  be  mine." 
And  yet,  how  light  our  sorrows  be, 
To  his,  in  dark  Gethsemane, 
Who  drank  the  cup,  with  stifled  groan. 
And  said,  "  My  Father's  will  be  done." 
Dear  Lord,  may  I  to  thee  resign 
And  say,  "  My  Father's  will  be  mine." 


668 


8's.  7's. 
Submission. 


1  TESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding, 
pj  O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would  at  this  solemn  meeting. 

Calmly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken, 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone  ; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken, 
Blessed  Lord,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Fill  us  now  with  deep  contrition. 

Take  away  these  hearts  of  stone. 

And  make  all  with  true  submisson, 

Meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne  ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  Love  returning, 
AYe  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done  " 

5  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given, 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own  ; 

Lord  of  earth  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore,  "  Thy  Avill  be  done." 


402  PKACK. 


PEACE. 

aaq  CM.  Watts^ 

\jyjtj        Qq^  reconciled  in  Christ. 

1  y\EAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 

i  7     My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thy  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see. 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Emmanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my'joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear. 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery. 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

f^7A  S.M.  Watts. 

^  *  ^  Communion  of  Saints ;  or,  Love  and 

Worship. 

1  "OLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

f>  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please. 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  favor'  d  house 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows. 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  fiU'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


PEACE.  -103 

^  '  -^         The  Pleasures  of  Religion. 

1  9rpiS  religion  that  can  give, 

I     Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live  ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die  : 

2  After  death,  its  joy  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 

Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 
CK'7'^  C.  M.  Cowper. 

Hclive/iTieiii. 

1  TT^AR  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee, 

r       From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree. 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode. 
Oh !  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God. 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays. 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song. 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine. 
And  (all  harmonious  names  in  one) 
My  Savior,  thou  art  mine. 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love, 

A  boundless,  endless  store. 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above. 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 
£^70  7"s&  6's.  Newton. 

^  '  *^        Joy  and  Peace  in  Believing. 

1  QOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
O  The  christian  while  he  sings  : 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  in  his  wings  ; 
\\lien  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again, 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  raiu. 


404  JOY. 

*?  In  holy  contemplation, 

AVe  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow. 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
E'en  let  the  unknown  morrow* 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  he  Avill  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing. 

Will  clothe  his  people  too  ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear,t 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


JOY. 


C\7A  L.M.  Watts. 

^  •  ^  Rejoicing  in  God  ;  or,  Salvation  and 
Triumph. 

1  "TUST  are  thy  waj's,  and  true  thy  word, 
pj    Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode  ; 
Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where  's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight. 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

3  He  lives  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock!) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives, 

*Matt.  vi.  34.  fHeb.  iii.  17,  18. 


67. 


JOT.  405 

The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  shame. 

To  David  and  his  royal  seed 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend  ; 
Thy  love  to  saints  in  Christ  their  head 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 
'  ^  CM.  Watts. 

*^   Doubts  scattered  ;  or,  spiritual  Joys 
restored. 

1  TTENCE  from  my  soul,  sad  tho'ts,  begone, 
Xl    And  leave  me  to  my  joys. 

My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 

2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears, 
Till  sovereign  grace  Avith  shining  rays 
Dispell'd  my  gloomy  fears. 

3  0  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine. 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 
And  ni}^  Beloved  mine. 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul. 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain, 
One  glimpse,  dear  Savior,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again. 

(^7(^  S.M.  Watts. 

'-'  *  ^        Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  i^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
Vv*  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  bauish'd  from  the  place  ! 

Eeligion  never  was  desigu'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
That  never  knew  our  God; 

But  favorites  of  the  heavenly  King 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  lie  please, 


406  JOT. 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky 
And  manages  the  seas; 

6       This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father  and  our  love, 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  joowers 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin  ; 

There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state. 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

8  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below,  . 

Celestial  fruits  in  them  abound, 
For  God  ordain'd  it  so. 

9  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 

We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  w^orlds  on  high. 


677 


S.M.  Watts. 

Christ  unseen  and  beloved. — 1  Pet.  i.  8. 


1  "VfOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
Xi    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  "  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face. 
Yet,  Loi'd,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 


^70.                        L.  M.  Doddridge. 

'-^  *  ^    Rejoicing  in  God Jer.  ix.  23,  24. 

1  rpHE  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great, 
1    Maintains  his  universal  state  ; 


JOY.  407 

O'er  all  tlie  eartli  his  power  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 

2  Yet  justice  still  with  power  presides, 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  his  delight, 
And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 

3  No  more,  ye  wise  !  your  wisdom  boast, 
No  more,  ye  strong  !  your  valor  trust* 
No  more,  ye  rich !  survey  your  store, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore  : 

4  Glor3%  ye  saints  !  in  this  alone, — 
That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  sovereign  sway, — 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

6  Our  wisdom,  wealth,  and  power,  we  find 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd  ; 
On  him  \\  e  fix  our  roving  eyes, 
And  all  our  souls  in  raptures  rise. 

6  All  else,  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 
But  what  their  happiness  can  move. 
Whom  God,  the  blessed,  deigns  to  love. 

f^7q  6.6.9. 

^  *  ^         The  Joy  of  Assurance. 

1  /~\  HOW  happy  are  they, 
\_/  Who  their  Savior  obey, 

And  whose  treasures  are  laid  up  above  ! 

Tongue  cannot  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb : 

When  my  heart  first  believ'd, 

0  what  joy  I  receiv'd  ! 
WTiat  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below. 
The  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet. 

And  the  story  repeat. 
And  the  Savior  of  sinners  adore ! 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long. 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 

O  that  more  his  salvation  might  see, 


408  JOY. 

He  hath  lov'tl  me,  I  cried  ; 

He  hath  snfiFer'd  and  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

6      On  the  wings  of  his  love 

I  was  carried  above 
All  sin  and  temptation  and  pain  ; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  envied  Elijah  his  seat ; 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher, 

In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  world  was  put  under  my  feet. 

7  O!  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Savior  possess'd, 

I  was  perfectly  bless'd, 
Overwhelm'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

8  What  a  mercy  is  this, 
^Tiat  a  heaven  of  bliss  ! 

How  unspeakably  favor'd  am  I ! 

Gather'd  into  the  fold, 

With  believers  enroll'd. 
With  believers  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

9  Now,  my  remnant  of  days 
Would  I  spend  to  his  praise. 

Who  hath  died  my  poor  soul  to  redeem ; 

Whether  many  or  few, 

All  my  years  are  Ins  due, 
May  they  all  be  devoted  to  him. 

fiQC)  CM.  Newton. 

^^^  The  Joy  of  the  Lord  is  your  Strength. 
Nehemiah  viii.  10. 


'J' 


Tn  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace. 

And  made  his  glories  known  ; 
There  fruits  of  heavenlj'  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Savior,  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pard'uing  love, 


JOY.  409 

A  Lope  that  trinniplis  over  death, 
Give  jo3^s  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine, 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakably  di\ine  ! 

5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy. 

And  sanctify  the  mind ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

6  No  more,  believers,  mourn  your  lot. 

But  if  you  are  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  them  that  know  him  not 
Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 


681 


7's.  Newton. 

True  Happiness. 


'Y 


IX  my  heart  and  eyes  on  thine  ! 
What  are  other  objects  worth? 
But  to  see  thy  glory  shine 
Is  a  heaven  begun  on  eai'th: 
"    Trifles  can  no  longer  move  ; 
Oh  !  I  tread  on  all  beside, 
When  I  feel  my  Savior's  love, 
And  remember  how  he  died ! 

2  Now  my  search  is  at  an  end. 
Now  my  wishes  rove  no  more  ! 
Thus  my  moments  I  would  spend. 
Love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  : 
Jesus,  source  of  excellence  ! 

All  thy  glorious  love  reveal ! 
Kingdoms  shall  not  bribe  me  hence. 
While  this  happiness  I  feel. 

3  Take  my  heart,  'tis  all  thine  own, 
To  thy  will  my  spirit  frame  ; 
Thou  shalt  reign,  and  thou  alone. 
Over  all  I  have  or  am  : 

If  a  foolish  thought  shall  dare 
To  rebel  against  thj^  word, 
Slaj'^  it,  Lord,  and  do  not  spare 
Let  it  feel  thy  Spirit's  sword  !      ^ 

4  Making  thus  the  Lord  my  choice, 
I  have  nothing  more  to  choose, 
But  to  listen  to  thy  voice, 

And  my  will  in  thine  to  lose  : 


410  ZEAL. 

Thus  whatever  may  betide, 
I  shall  sale  and  happy  be, 
Still  content  and  satisti'd, 
Having  all  iu  having  thee. 


ZEAL. 


£»  QO  C.  M.  Watts. 

\JOLi;^Ql  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.— 2  Tim.  i.  12. 

1  X'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

I      Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glor}'^  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust, 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame. 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands. 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  honr. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  iu  tlie  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Zeal  and  Fortitude. 


683 

1  "|~^0  I  believe  what  Jesus  saith, 

i  /     And  think  the  gospel  true  ! 
Lord,  make  me  bold  to  own  my  faith. 
And  practice  virtue  too. 

2  Suppress  my  shame,  subdue  my  fear. 

Arm  me  with  heavenly  zeal, 
That  I  may  make  thy  power  appear, 
And  works  of  praise  fulHl. 

3  If  men  shall  see  my  virtue  shine, 

And  spread  my  name  abroad. 
Thine  is  the  power,  the  praise  is  thine, 
My  Savior  and  my  God. 


ZEAL.  411 

4  Thus  when  the  saints  in  glory  meet, 

Tlieir  lips  proclaim  thy  grace  ; 

They  cast  their  honors  at  thy  feet, 

And  own  their  borrow'd  rays. 

aOA  CM.  Watts. 

^^^    Roly  Fortitude.— 1  Cor.  xvi.  13. 

1  4  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
j\_  A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  1  fear  to  own  his  cause. 

Or  blush  to  si)eak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

bhall  conq aer  though  they  die  : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar. 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Y  Q  ^  L.  M.  Watts. 

t  OfJ  j^fig  Yalue  of  Christ  and  his  Righleo as- 

ness. — Phil.  iii.  7-9. 

1  ^VrO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
JAI    Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 

I  quit  the  hopes  1  held  before. 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  XoAv  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
WJiat  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss, 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame. 
And  nail  my  glory  to  hiscross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  -sake  : 
O  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  liis  righteousness  partake. 


412  ZEAL. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  tlirone  ; 
Bnt  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

CiQC]  L.  M.  Watts. 

UOu  Our  own  Weakness;  or,  Christ  our 
Strength.— 2  Cor.  xii.  7.  9,  10. 

1  ~r  ET  me  but  hear  my  Savior  say, 

J_j  '  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day,' 
'J'hen  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  Grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

Tliat  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 

All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
Wliile  his  strong  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn. 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone. 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise 
AVe  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  [So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost. 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes.] 

fiQ'7  CM.  Doddridge. 

^^  *  Running  the  Christian  Race.-Ph\\.  iii.l'i. 

1  4  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
i\     And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 

A  heav'niy  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

4  Bless'd  Savior!  introduc'd  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
And,  crown'd  with  vicfry,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 


ZEAL.  413 

(^OQ  C.  M.  Doddriil^e. 

^^^^PerseciUion  to  be  expected  by  every  true 

Christian. — 2  Tiin.  iii.  12. 

1  f^i  REAT  Leader  of  thine  Israel's  host, 
\JC  We  shout  thy  conquering  name  ; 
Legions  of  foes  beset  thee  round, 

And  legions  fled  with  shame. 

2  A  vic'try  glorious  and  complete, 

Thou  by  thy  death  didst  gain  ; 
So  in  thy  cause  may  we  contend, 
And  death  itself  sustain. 

3  By  our  illustrious  General  fir'd. 

We  no  extremes  would  fear  ; 
Prepar'd  to  struggle  and  to  bleed, 
If  thou,  our  Lord,  be  near. 

i  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  drawn 

To  triumjih  and  renown  ; 
^5'or  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cross 

May  we  but  share  thy  crown. 
/?Qq  CM.    "  Mrs.  Steele. 

UOu  Yanities  of  the  World. — Psalm  iv.  6. 

1  X>EGOXE,  ye  gilded  vanities, 

If  I  seek  substantial  good  : 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise — 
The  favor  of  my  God. 

2  Thy  smiles  immortal  joys  impart, 

Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray  ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  cheer  my  heart. 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows, 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes. 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

4  Should  boundless  wealth  increase  my  store, 

Can  wealth  my  cares  beguile  ? 
I  should  be  wretched  still,  and  poor. 
Without  thy  blissful  smile. 

5  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine. 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

6  Grant,  0  my  Father  and  my  God, 

This  sweet,  this  one  request ; 
Be  thou  my  guide  to  thine  abode, 
And  mine  eternal  rest. 


414  TRUST. 


690 


C.  M.  Cowper. 

True  and  False  Zeal. 


1  ^EAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
JLA     The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 

While  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms. 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim 

Its  end  is  satisfied, 
When  christians  love  the  Savior's  name, 
Nor  seeks  for  aught  beside. 

6  But  self,  however  well  employ'd. 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view, 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cried, 
"  Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here, 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone. 

And  from  our  hearts  remove, 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 


TRUST. 


691 


L.  M.  Watts. 

-Ko  trust  in  creatures  ;  or,  Faith  in  Di- 
vine Grace  and  Poioer. 

1  ~I\/rY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
i.yJL    My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  : 
In  all  my  fpars,  in  all  ni}'  straits, 
My  souL  on  his  salvation  waits. 


TRUST. 


415 


2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  : 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust. 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glittering  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
'  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  : 

'  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too.' 

6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 


692 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Assistance  and  Yiclory  in  the  spiritual 
Warfare. 


1  TT^OR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
_r      My  Savior  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word. 

To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight. 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 

Doth  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

AOQ  C.  M. 

\jrjfj      Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 
1  rr^HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
I      Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
Of  what  the  sons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heaven  affords  me  aid. 

2  '  Tis  safer.  Lord,  to  trust  in  thee. 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 


Watts. 


416  TKUST. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 
A  l.irge  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  I  shall  all  tlieir  rage  confound 
By  thine  almighty  arm.. 

4  '  Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 

In  him  ray  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly: 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints  and  peace  belongs, 

The  Lord  protects  their  days: 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

f\()A  C.  M.  Needham. 

Ueitt        j^y  Qrace  is  sufficient  for  thee. 

1  'TZ'  IND  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 
_I\^    To  cheer  the  drooping  saint ; 
'.M}^  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 

'  Though  nature's  powers  may  faint. 

2  '  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 

'  And  make  your  griefs  remove  : 
'  Your  weakness  shall  the  triumphs  tell 
'  Of  boundless  power  and  love. ' 

3  What  though  my  griefs  are  not  remov'd. 

Yet  why  should  I  despair? 
While  my  kind  Savior's  arms  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  Jesus,  my  Savior^  and  my  Lord, 

'Tis  good  to  trust  thy  name : 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulness,  and  love. 
Will  ever  be  the  same. 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  through  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  peiform  ; 
And,  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name 
Amid  the  raging  storm. 

aq  ^  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

yJtJfJ        ^n  ijiiYtgs  working  for  good,  <fcc. 

1  mEMPTATIONS,  trials,  doubts,  and  fears, 
I  Wants,  losses,  crosses,  groans,  and  tears. 
Will,  through  the  grace  of  God,  our  friend, 
In  everlasting  triumphs  end ! 


TRUST.  417 

2  To  tlinse  Avho  him  sincerely  love, 
All  penal  evils  blessings  prove  ; 

"Whom  grace  hath  called,  and  made  his  own, 
Nor  fires  can  bnrn,  nor  floods  can  drown. 

3  Lord,  let  this  thought  in  deep  distress 
Onr  hopes  confirm,  our  spirits  raise  ; 

'  Midst  earth  and  hell's  opposing  powers, 

We  still  are  safe  if  thou  art  ours. 
P.()fi  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

I.)  tJ  U    Humble  Trust,  or  Despair  prevented  ; 

1  y  ORD  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  me? 

I  A     Am  I  forbid  to  trust  th}^  blood  ? 
Hast  thou  not  pardons,  rich  and  free  ? 
And  grace,  an  overwhelming  flood? 

2  Who,  then  shall  drive  my  trembling  soul 

From  thee  to  regions  of  despair? 
Who  has  surveyed  the  sacred  scroll. 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there? 

3  Presumptuous  thought !  to  fix  the  bound — 

To  limit  mercy's  sovereign  reign  : 
What  other  happy  souls  have  found, 
I'll  seek,  nor  shall  I  seek  in  vain. 

4  I  own  my  guilt ;  my  sins  confess  ; 

Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more? 
Of  crimes,  already  numberless, 
Vain  the  attempt  to  swell  the  score. 

5  Were  the  black  list  before  my  sight, 

While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 
'Twould  onl.y  urge  my  speedier  flight 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  cast  me  down, 

To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear  ; 
And—  if  tliou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne — 
I'll  be  t\iQ  first  that  perished  there. 

aan  CM.  Rippon's  Col. 

\jO  k  Xrust  encouraged  by  the  proinise — I  will 

be  their   God. 

1  "TF  God  is  mine,  then  present  things, 

I      And  things  to  come  are  mine  ; 
Yea,  Christ,  his  word,  and  spirit  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love, 

He  every  trouble  sends; 
All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  attend^. 
14 


418  TKUST. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell  ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  frame, 
Their  utmost  force  repel. 

4  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake — 

Let  wealth  and  honors  flee — 
Sure,  he  who  giveth  me  himself, 
Is. more  than  these  to  me. 

5  If  he  is  mine,  I'll  boldly  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale  : 
He  is  a  solid  comfort,  when 
All  other  comforts  fail. 

6  Oh,  tell  me,  Lord  !  that  thou  art  mine  ; 

What  can  I  Avish  beside? 
Mj'  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dry'd. 

^QQ  CM.  Rippon'sCol. 

Ut/Oj^.^g^  ^j^  Qod  promoted  by  grateful  recol- 
lections. 

1  T\EAR  Lord,  why  should  I  doubt  thy  love, 
JLJ'     Or  disbelieve  thy  grace? 

Sure  thy  compassions  ne'er  remove, 
Although  thou  hide  thy  face. 

2  Thy  smiles  have  freed  my  heart  from  pain, 

My  drooping  spirits  cheer'd  ; 
And  Avilt  thou  not  appear  again 
Where  thou  hast  once  appear'd? 

3  Hast  thoti  not  form'd  my  soul  anew, 

And  told  me  I  am  thine  ? 
And  Avilt  thou  now  thy  work  undo, 
Or  break  thy  word  divine  ? 

4  Dost  thou  repent  ?  wilt  thou  deny 

The  gifts  thou  hast  bestow'd  ? 
Or,  are  those  streams  of  mercy  dry, 
Which  once  so  freely  flow'd? 

5  Lord,  let  not  groundless  fears  destroy 

The  mercies  now  i)ossess'd  ; 
I'll  praise  for  blessings  I  enjoy, 
And  trust  for  all  the  rest. 

/^QQ  L.  M.  Newton. 

1  ~OE  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares 
J3  To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  ypord. 


TRUST.  419 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  y/ay  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  When  first  before  his  mercy  seat, 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit. 

He  gave  thee  warrant,  from  that  hour, 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

4  Did  ever  trouble  j^et  befall. 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shall  overcome  at  last? 

5  Like  David,  thou  may'st  comfort  draw, 
Sav'd  from  the  bear  and  lion's  paw, 
(ioliah's  rage  I  may  defy. 

For  God,  my  Savior  still  is  nigh. 

6  He  who  has  help'd  me  hitherto. 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  aive  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
NcAv  Ebeuezers  to  his  praise. 

7  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  me  home,  apace  to  God  ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small. 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

700  L.  M.        Parkinson's  Col. 

f  ^yJjiii  niy  times  are  in  thy  hand. — P6\  31,15. 

1  "p  ESISTLESS  Sov 'reign  of  the  skies, 
JLV     Immensely  great !  immensely  wise  ! 
My  times  are  all  within  thy  hand. 

And  all  events  at  thy  command. 

2  His  great  decree,  who  fonn'd  the  earth, 
Hath  fixed  my  first  and  second  birth : 
My  parents,  native  place,  and  time, 
Were  all  assign'd  to  me  by  him. 

3  '  Twas  God  that  form'd  me  by  his  pow'r, 
'  Tis  he  sustains  me  every  hour  ; 

And  all  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Order'd  by  his  all-wise  decree. 

4  My  times  of  sickness  and  of  health. 
M}' times  of  penury  and  wealth. 
My  times  of  trial  and  of  grief, 

My  times  of  triumph  and  relief; 
6  Yea,  times  the  tempter's  pow'r  to  prove, 
And  times  to  taste  a  savior's  love  ; 


420  TRUST. 

Must  all  begin,  and  last,  and  end, 

As  best  shall  please  my  God  and  friend. 

6  Tiiough  plagues  and  death  around  mo  fly, 
'  Till  he  comniatids  1  cannot  die  ; 
Though  men  or  devils  aim  to  kill, 

They  can't  exceed  my  Father's  will. 

7  O,  thou  tremendous,  wise,  and  just, 
In  thy  kind  hands  my  life  i  trust : 
Yea,  have  I  somewhat  dearer  still, 
It  shall  be  thine,  and  at  thy  will. 

8  May  I  at  all  times  hold  thy  hand, 
And  still  to  thee  surreuder'd  stand; 
Convinc'd  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
May  I  and  mine  be  all  thy  own. 

9  Thee,  Lord,  at  all  times  will  I  bless, 
For,  liaviug  thee,  J  all  possess  ; 
iSUn-  can  1  e'er  bereaved  be. 

Since  I  can  never  part  with  thee. 

^()~\  L.  M.  Newton. 

I  \JJ-       TJie  Believer^ s  safety.    F s aln i  xcL 

1  XNCARNATE  God,  the  soul  that  knows 

I      Thy  name's  mysterious  power. 
Shall  dwell  in  undisturbed  repose, 
Nor  fear  the  tr^nug  hour. 

2  Thy  wisdom,  faithfulness,  and  love, 

To  feeble,  helpless  worms, 

A  buckler  and  a  refuge  prove 

From  enemies  and  storms. 

3  In  vain  the  fowler  spreads  his  net, 

To  draw  them  fr(im  thy  care  ; 
Thy  timely  call  instructs  their  feet 
To  shun  their  artful  snare. 

4  When  like  a  baneful  pestilence, 

Sin  mows  its  thousands  down 

On  every  side,  without  defence, 

Thy  grace  secures  thine  own. 

7^9  L.  M.  Newton. 

*  ^^  The  Same. 

1  rilHAT  man  no  guard  or  weapon   needs, 

M       Whose  heart  the  blood  of  Jesus  knows; 
But  safe  may  pass,  if  dut}'  loads. 
Through  burning  sands  or  mountain  snows. 

2  Releas'd  from  guilt,  he  feels  no  fear  ; 

Redemption  is  his  shield  and  tower  ; 


TRUST.  421 

He  sees  his  Savior  always  near, 
To  help  in  ev'ry  trying  hour. 

3  Til 0 ugh  I  am  Aveak  and  Satan  strong, 

And  often  to  assault  me  tries  : 
When  Jesus  is  my  shield  and  song, 
Abash'd,  the  wolf  before  me  flies. 

4  His  love  possessing  I  am  blest, 

Secure  whatever  change  may  come  ; 
Whether  I  go  to  east  or  west, 
With  him  I  still  shall  be  at  home. 

5  If  plac'd  beneath  the  northern  pole, 

Though  winter  reigns  with  rigor  there, 
His  gracious  beams  would  cheer  my  soul, 
And  make  a  spring  throughout  the  year  ; 

6  Or  if  the  desert's  sun-burnt  soil. 

My  lonely  dwelling  e'er  should  prove  ; 
His  presence  would  support  my  toil, 
Whose  smile  is  life,  whose  voice  is  love. 

YOQ  S.  7.  Newton. 

•  ^^  Confidence. 

1  "TTES  !  since  God  himself  has  sa»id  it, 

JL      On  the  promise  I  rely  ; 

His  good  word  demands  my  credit, 
What  can  unbelief  reply  ? 
He  is  strong,  and  can  fulfil, 
He  is  truth,  and  therefore  will. 

2  As  to  all  the  doubts  and  questions 

Which  my  spirit  often  grieve. 
These  are  Satan's  sly  suggestions, 
And  I  need  no  answer  give  : 

He  would  fain  destroy  my  hope, 

But  the  promise  bears  it  up. 

3  Sure  the  Lord  thus  far  has  brought  me, 

By  his  watchful,  tender  care  ; 
Sure  'tis  he  himself  has  taught  me 
How  to  seek  his  face  in  prayer  : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Will  he  give  me  up  at  last? 

4  True,  I've  been  a  foolish  creature. 

And  have  sinn'd  against  his  grace. 
But  forgiveness  is  his  nature. 

Though  he  justly  hides  his  face  ; 
E're  he  called  me  well  he  knew 
What  a  heart  like  mine  would  do. 


422  TRUST. 

5  III  my  Savior's  intercession 

Therefore  will  I  still  confide  ! 
Lord,  accept  my  free  confession, 
I  have  sinned,  but  thou  hast  died  ; 
This  is  all  I  have  to  plead, 
This  is  all  the  plea  I  need. 

70 A  L- M.  Newtou. 

*  ^^  Home  in  viero. 

IAS  when  the  weary  trav'ler  gains 
XjL     The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  eye  revives,  if  'cross  the  plains 
He  sees  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  While  he  surveys  the  much-lov'd  spot, 

He  sights  the  space  that  lies  between  ; 
His  past  fatigues  are  now  forgot. 
Because  his  journey's  end  is  seen. 

3  Thus  when  the  christian  pilgrim  views, 

By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize 

4  The  thonght  of  home  his  spirit  cheers, 

A  o  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past ; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fear. 
So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

6  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus,  in  the  realms  of  day ; 
Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

6  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends, 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode  ; 
Assur'd  our  home  Avill  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 

70^  7s,  53. 

t  xjfj         y;,g  if^ig(ji  Q^nQ  encouraged. 

1  /^HILD  of  sorrow^  child  of  care, 

\J    Wouldst  thou  learn  thy  griefs  to  bear, 
And  escape  from  every  snare  ? 

Trust  in  God  alone  : 
Human  strength  is  Aveak  and  vain, 
Sin  will  oft  its  power  regain  ; 
Humbly  ask  and  help  obtain, 

From  thy  Father's  throne. 

2  Knowest  thou  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distracting  fears. 
Painful  months,  and  sorrowing  years? 

To  the  Savior  fly. 


706 


TRUST.  423 

He  tliat  drank  the  bitter  cup, 
Bids  thee  in  his  mercy  hope ; 
Let  thy  prayer  be  lifted  up 
To  his  throne  ou  high. 

8s.  7s. 
The  Lord  is.  my  Helper. 

1  /^FT  as  I  look  upon  the  road 

V_^     That  leads  to  yonder  bless'd  abode, 

I  feel  distressed  and  fearful ; 
So  many  foes  the  passage  throng, 
1  am  so  weak  and  they  so  strong, 

How  can  my  soul  be  cheerful  ? 

2  But  when  I  think  of  him  whose  power 
Can  save  me  in  a  trying  hour, 

And  place  ou  him  reliance  ; 

My  soul  is  then  ashamed  of  fear, 

And  though  ten  thousand  foes  appear, 

I  bid  them  all  detiance. 
• 

3  The  dangerous  road  I  then  pursue. 
And  keep  the  glorious  prize  in  view, 

With  joyful  hope  elated  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord,  in  him  alone, 
Where  he  conducts  I  follow  on 

With  ardor  unabated. 

Confidence. 
S.  M 

1  XX  thee,  0  Lord,  I  trust, 

1      My  hope  is  in  thy  name  ; 
In  righteousness  deliver  me, 
Nor  put  ray  soul  to  shame. 

2  From  heaven  bow  down  thine  ear. 
My  cause  in  mercy  plead  : 

My  Rock,  my  Fortress,  my  Defence, 
Vouchsafe  my  soul  to  lead. 

3  From  every  snare  preserve. 
From  every  foe  defend  ; 

For  thy  name's  sake,  0  God,  my  Strength, 
Divine  protection  send. 

4  Into  thy  bauds,  0  Lord, 
My  spirit  I  commend, 

rhou  hast  redeemed  me,  God  of  truth, 
In  death  be  thou  my  friend. 

5  I  will  be  glad,  and  praise, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice  ; 

In  sorrow  thou  hast  known  my  soul, 
Aud  heard  my  suppliant  voice. 


707 


424  TRUST. 

*  ^^  strength  Promised. 

1  "VTTAIT,  my  soul,  uyjon  the  Lord, 

VV      To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laj'ing  hold  upon  his  word, 

*'  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case. 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace — 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  ti-ial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see  ; 
Tliis  is  still  thy  sweet  relief— 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure. 

With  thy  promise,  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive  and  sure  ; 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 


709 


8's. 
The  Christian'' s  Portion. 


1  rriHE  Lord  is  my  strength  and  my  song, 

I      The  Lord  is  my  Life,  and  my  Light, 
His  praises  shall  dwell  on  my  tongue. 
Though  plunged  in  the  darkness  of  night; 
Temptations  and  trials  must  come, 
Cliastisements,  afflictions  severe  ; 
Yet  these  shall  but  hasten  me  home. 
And  bid  me  in  glory  appear. 

2  My  spirit  is  burdened  with  grief. 
And  fainting  with  sorrow  and  care, 
To  Jesus  ril  fly  for  relief,     . 

I'll  seek  for  deliveranco  there; 
How  tender  and  grac  i.ius  thou  art. 
My  Savior,  my  Shepherd,  niy  friend. 
Still  rule  in  this  desolate  heart. 
Preserve  me,  through  grace,  to  the  end. 

3  Yes,  thou  art  my  Strength  and  my  Song, 
The  Guide  of  my  pilgrimage  here  ; 
And  though  tribulation  be  strong. 

Thy  love  can  preserve  me  from  fear ; 
Still,  still  let  me  lean  on  thy  breast. 
And  pour  out  my  sorrows  to  thee. 
For  there  shall  my  spirit  find  rest. 
Thy  presence  is  heaven  to  me, 


710 


TRIBULATIONS.  425 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Babylon  Fallen,  Rev.  xviii.  20,  21. 

N  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  stone 

Lies,  a  fair  type  of  Babylon  ; 
'  Prophets,  rejoice,  and  all  ye  saints, 
'  God  will  avenge  your  long  complaints.' 

He  said,  and  dreadful  as  he  stood. 
He  sunk  the  millstone  in  the  flood  : 

♦  Thus  terribly  shall  Babel  fall ; 

*  Thus,  and  no  more,  be  found  at  all." 


TRIBULATIONS. 

7-1  I  CM.  Gadsby'sCoL 

*  ^  ^  Christ,  the  Believer'' s  Surety. — Matt.  i.  21." 

1  "VXTHAT  slavish  fears  disturb  my  mind, 

W       And  vex  my  sickly  soul : 
How  is  it,  Lord,  that  thou  art  kind, 
And  yet  I  am  not  whole  ? 

2  [Ah!  why  should  unbelief  and  pride, 

With  all  their  hellish  train. 

Still  in  my  ransom'd  soul  abide, 

And  give  me  all  this  pain? 

3  Thy  Avord  is  past,  thy  promise  made  ; 

With  power  it  came  from  heaven; 
"Cheer  up,  desponding  soul,"  it  said, 
"  Thy  sins*iare  all  forgiven. 

4  "  Behold,  I  make  thy  cause  my  own ; 

I  bought  thee  with  m}'^  blood: 
Thy  wicked  works  on  me  be  thrown, 
•  And  I  will  work  thy  good. 

5  "  I  am  thy  God,  thy  Guide  till  death, 

Thy  everlasting  Friend  : 
On  nie  for  love,  for  Avorks,  for  faith, — 
On  me  for  all  depend."] 

6  Thy  blood,  dear  Lord,  has  wrought  my  peace, 

And  paid  the  heavy  debt; 
Has  given  a  fair  and  full  release, 
But  I'm  in  prison  yet. 


426  TRIBULATIONS. 

7  Unjustly  now  these  foes  of  mine 

Their  cruel  hate  pursue  ; 
If  my  great  Surety  paid  the  fine, 
Why  plague  the  prisoner  too  ? 

8  What  right  can  my  tormentors  plead, 

That  1  should  not  be  free  ? 
Here's  an  amazing  change  indeed  ! 
Justice  is  now  for  me. 

9  Lord,  break  these  bars  that  thus  confine— 

These  chains  that  gall  me  so  : 
Say  to  that  ugly  goaler,  Sin, 
"  Loose  him,  and  let  him  go." 
niO  lO's  &  ll's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

I  ^■^''The  Lord  is  good  to  them  that  loait,^^  &c. 
Lam.  iii.  25. 

1  rriHOU  Fountain  of  bliss,  thy  smile  I  entreat; 

I     O'erwhelm'd  with  distress,  I  mourn  at 
thy  feet : 
The  joy  of  salvation,  when  shall  it  be  mine  ? 
The  high  consolation  of  friendship  divine  ! 

2  Awaken'd  to  see  the  depth  of  my  fall. 
For  mercy  on  thee  I  earnestly  call : 

'Tis  thine  the  lost  sinner  to  save  and  renew  : 
Faith's  mighty  beginner  and  finisher  too. 

3  Thy  Spirit  alone  repentance  implants. 
And  gives  me  to  groan  at  feeling  ray  wants : 

'Midst  all  my  dejection,  dear  Lord,  I  can  trace 
Some  marks  of  election,  some  tokens  of  grace. 

4  Thou  wilt  not  despise  a  sinner  distress'd  ; 
All-kind  and  all-wise,  thy  season  is  best. 

To  thy  sovereign  pleasure,  resign'd  I  would  be, 
And  tarry  thy  leisure,  and  hope^till  in  thee. 

Yl  q  L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

1  ^^' Blessed  are  they  Ihatmonrn.- — Matt.v.i. 

1  "TESUS,  the  glorious  Head  of  grace, 

fj    Knows  every  saint's  peculiar  case  ;    • 
What  sorrows  by  their  souls  are  i)orue, 
And  how  for  sin  they  daily  mourn. 

2  He  knows  how  deep  their  groanings  are, 
And  what  their  secret  sighs  declare  ; 
And,  for  their  comfort,  has  express'd 
That  all  such  mourning  souls  are  bless'd. 

3  They're  bless'd  on  earth  ;  for  'tis  by  grace 
They  see  and  know  their  mournful  case  ; 


TRir.ri.ATioNs.  427 

Bless'd  moiirner-= !  tliey  shall  shortly  rise 
To  endless  comfort  in  the  skies. 

4  There  all  their  mourning  days  shall  cease, 
And  they  be  fiird  with  joy  and  peace  : 
Comforts  eternal  they  shall  prove, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  his  love. 

5  [Dear  Lord,  may  I  a  mourner  be, 
Over  my  sins  and  after  thee  ; 

And  when  my  mourning  days  are  o'er, 
Enjoy  thy  comforts  evermore.] 

7's.  Newton. 

To  the  Afflicted. — Isaiah  Ivi.  5-11. 


714 


ENSIVE,  doubting,  fearful  heart, 
Hear  what  Christ  the  Savior  says 
Every  word  should  joy  impart — 
Change  thy  mourning  into  praise. 
Yes,  he  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee  ; 
May  he  help  thee  to  believe  ; 
Then  thou  presently  wilt  see, 
Thou  hast  little  cause  to  grieve  : 

"  Fear  thou  not,  nor  be  ashamed; 
All  tliy  sorrows  soon  shall  end  ; 
I,  who  heaven  andi  earth  have  framed, 
Am  thy  Husband  and  thy  Friend  : 
I,  the  High  and  Holy  One,  • 
Israel's  God,  by  all  adored,- 
As  thy  Savior  will  be  known. 
Thy  Redeemer  and  thy  Lord. 

"  For  a  moment  I  withdrew, 
And  thy  heart  was  flll'd  with  pain. 
But  my  mercies  I'll  renew; 
Thou  shalt  soon  rejoice  again: 
Though  I  seem  to  hide  my  face, 
Very  soon  my  wrath  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  but  for  a  moment's  space. 
Ending  in  eternal  peace  ! 

"  Though  afflicted,  tempest-toss'd, 
Comfortless  a  while  thou  art. 
Do  not  think  thou  canst  be  lost ; 
Thou  art  graven  on  my  heart ; 
All  thy  wastes  I  will  repair, — 
Thou  shalt  be  rebuilt  anew ; 
And  in  thee  it  shall  appear 
What  the  God  of  love  can  do." 


428  TRIBULATTOKS. 


mi 


Y"]  ^  S.  M.  Gaa?by's  Col. 

1  A.O  rpj^p  Afflicted  secure  in  Christ. — Job  v. 19. 

^HE  Lord  in  Zion  reigns, 
And  will  his  people  keep  : 
'Tis  he  the  universe  sustains, 
And  well  secures  his  sheep. 

Though  with  afflictions  sore, 
He  may  them  exercise  ; 
Yet  still  his  hand  they  shall  adore, 
And  still  his  love  shall  prize. 

Should  poverty,  and  loss 
Of  every  kind  of  good, 
Conspire  to  make  our  weighty  cross, 
Our  helper  still  is  God. 

May  we  for  ever  trust 
And  glory  in  his  name  : 
Jesus,  the  faithful,  true,  and  just, 
For  ever  is  the  same  ! 

L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Be  still,  and  knoio  that  I  am  God.''^ 
Psalm  xlvi.  10. 
ET  me,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Low  at  thy  footstool  humbly  fall ; 
And  while  I  feel  affliction's  rod. 
Be  still  and  know  that  thou  art  God. 

2  Let  me  not  murmur  nor  repine. 
Under  these  trying  strokes  of  thine  ! 
But  while  I  walk  the  mournful  road, 
Be  still  and  know  that  thou  art  God. 

3  When  and  wherever  thou  shalt  smite. 
Teach  me  to  own  thy  sovereign  right : 
And  underneath  the  heaviest  load, 

Be  still  and  know  that  thou  art  God. 

4  Still  let  this  truth  support  my  mind, 
Thou  canst  not  err  nor  be  unkind  ; 
And  thus  approve  thy  chastening  rod. 
And  know  thou  art  my  Father-God ! 

5  When  this  afflicted  soul  shall  rise 
To  ceaseless  joys  above  the  skies, 
I  shall,  as  ransom'd  by  thy  blood, 
For  ever  sing,  "  Thou  art  my  God  !" 

Yl  7  L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

•  -^  *  Complaint. — Lam.  i.  16. 

1  /^  FOR  a  heart  to  seek  my  God, 
\_}  Encouraged  by  his  gracious  word, 


716 


TRIBULATIONS.  429 

To  view  my  Savior  all  complete, 
And  lie  submissive  at  his  feet. 

2  To  tliee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee. 
My  Rock  and  Refuge,  would  I  flee  ; 
Now  tides  of  sorrov,-,  rolling  high, 
Appear  to  mingle  earth  and  sky. 

3  To  see  thy  saints  in  mourning  clad, 
And  foes  by  their  distress  made  glad, 
O'erwhelms  my  soul  with  poignant  grief: 
Lord,  send  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

4  Tliough  safe  in  Christ  thy  saints  abide, 
Nor  can  their  life  be  e'er  destroy'd, 
While  thy  dear  cause  is  tlms  suppress'd, 
My  burden'd  soul  can  take  no  rest. 

6  Arise,  0  God,  thy  cause  defend ; 

Deliverance  unto  Zion  send  : 

Arise,  arise,  0  God  of  might, 

And  put  thy  threatening  foes  to  flight. 
6  Pity  thy  poor  dejected  few  ; 

Our  souls  revive,  our  strength  renew; 

Collect  thy  scatter'd  flock  once  more, 

And  open  wide  the  gospel-door. 


718 


5  6  Sonnets. 

Immutable  Grace. 


1  /^OME,  children,  the  Lord 
VJ  And  Mediator  bless, 
Your  wants  are  beyond 

What  words  can  express  : 
To  sorrow  and  sadness 

No  longer  give  way, 
But  bring  your  hard  cases 

To  Jesus  to-day. 

2  Thy  doubts  may  be  many, 

Thy  fears  many  more. 
Thy  sins  far  exceeding 

The  sands  on  the  shore  ; 
Yet  mighty  his  grace  is. 

Your  wants  to  supply, 
With  all  your  hard  cases 

To  Jesus  draw  nigh. 

3  Bring  all  your  hard  questions, 

As  one  did  of  old, 

And  ask  him  in  mercy 

The  sum  to  unfold  ; 


430  TRIBULATIONS. 

His  oath  and  his  promise 

He  cannot  deny, 
To  all  your  hard  cases 

He'll  speak  by-and-by. 

4  Doth  darkness  surronnd  thee. 

And  God  hide  his  face  ? 
Yet  firm  in  his  love  and 

Immntable  grace  ; 
Though  faith  shonld  wax  feeble 

And  love  should  grow  cold. 
Bring  all  your  hard  cases, 

Leave  nothing  untold. 

5  Should  sin  for  a  season 

Against  thee  prevail,  _ 

And  giiilt  like  a  vapor 

The  Savior  conceal. 
The  fountain  is  open 

Your  guilt  to  romove. 
Bring  all  your  hard  cases. 

For  Jes-us  is  Love. 

6  The  blood-redeemed  host  that 

Are  gone  to  the  skies, 
Received  from  his  fulness 

Of  grace  all  supplies  ; 
Convinc'd  that  the  creatm-e 

No  help  could  afford, 
They  told  their  hard  cases 

To  Jesus  the  Lord. 

7  Like  them,  when  in  trouble. 

To  Jesns  repair, 
His  shouldei"s  are  able 

The  burden  to  bear  ; 
The  promise  assures  you 
.    That  all  shall  be  well. 
If  once  yonr  hard  cases 

To  Jesus  ye  tell. 

8  In  him  still  believing, 

"Whilst  under  the  rod. 
And  grace  all  receiving, 

They  glorified  God  ; 
Their  crosses  and  losses 

To  Jesus  they  shew, 
And  all  their  hard  casea. 

The  old  and  the  new. 


719 


TRIBULATIONS.  431 

L.  M.  Sonnets. 

The  Church  in  Tears. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  spouse  oppressed  -with  fears, 

O  Seeking  her  absent  Lord  in  tears  ; 
in  great  distress  she  seems  to  be, 
And  pants  his  sacred  face  to  see. 

2  Like  her,  my  soul  has  often  been, 
When  clouds  and  darkness  intervene  ; 
I've  sought  in  vain  that  face  to  see, 
Disfigur'd  once  with  blood  for  me. 

3  I  sought  him  in  his  temple,  where 
His  saints,  to  worship,  oft  repair ; 
Yet  even  here,  so  hard  my  lot, 

I  sought  him,  but  I  found  him  not. 

4  T  sought  to  find  him,  on  my  knees, 
I  sought  him  in  his  promises  ; 

But  his  dear  face  I  ne'er  could  see, 
'Twas  like  the  barren  heath  to  me. 

5  The  sacred  page  no  hope  reveal'd, 
Tliis  book  divine  to  me  was  seal'd  ; 
Nor  hope  nor  comfort  could  afford, 
For  I  had  lost  my  only  Lord. 

6  At  length  his  lovely  face  he  show'd. 
And  joys  divine  my  heart  o'erflow'd  ; 
My  sorrows  fled  Avhen  Jesus  smil'd, 
And  call'd  me  still  his  undefil'd. 


720 


8.  7  .4.  Sonnets 

The  Church  chosen  in  the  Furnace  of 
Affliction.  , 

OXS  of  God,  in  tribulation, 
Let  your  eyes  the  Savior  view, 
He's  the  Rock  of  our  salvation, 
He  was  tried  and  tempted  too. 
All  to  succor 
Ev'ry  tempted,  burthen'd  son. 


2  'Tis,  if  need  be,  he  reproves  us, 

Lest  we  settle  on  our  lees; 

Yet  he  in  the  furnace  loves  us, 

'Tis  express'd  in  words  like  these — 
"  I  am  with  thee, 
Israel,  passing  through  the  fire." 

2  To  his  church,  his  joy,  and  treasure, 
Ev'ry  trial  works  for  good  ; 
They  are  dealt  in  weight  and  measure, 


432  TRIBrLATIONS. 

Yet  how  little  understood  , 
Xot  in  anger, 
But  from  bis  dear  cov'nant  love. 

4  With  afflictions  he  may  scourge  us, 

Send  a  cross  for  ev'ry  day  ; 
Blast  our  gourds,  but  not  to  purge  us 
From  our  sins,  as  some  would  say ; 
They  were  number'd 
On  the  scape-goat's  head  of  old. 

5  If  to-day  he  deigns  to  bless  us  • 

With  a  sense  of  pardon'd  sin, 
Perha^^s  to-morrow  he'll  distress  us, 
Make  us  feel  the  plague  Avithin  ; 
All  to  make  us 
Sick  of  self,  and  fond  of  him. 

'7  91  ^'^^-  Sonnets. 

I  w  ±  rpj^^  i^^^^i  Encouraged. 

'HY  thus  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
Why  dost  thou  yield  to  fear. 
And  ponder  o'er  the  rofl 
Of  guilt  and  darkness  here  ? 
Shake  off  thy  grief, 
And  soar  above. 
There's  sure  relief 
In  sov'reign  love. 

2  I  ought  not  to  complain, 

And  fret  and  bow  my  head ; 
Clieer  up,  my  soul,  again, 
Thy  Savior  is  not  dead  ; 
Jesus  the  Lord 

Is  still  the  same, 
Believe  his  word 
And  trust  his  name. 

3  What  though  he  hides  his  face 

Nor  will  one  smile  afford  ; 
Thou  yet  may'st  plead  his  grace. 
And  venture  on  his  word  ; 
And  all  thy  trust 
On  him  repose. 
And  own  him  just 
In  all  thy  woes. 

4  Let  not  distressing  thoughts, 

And  sad  distracting  cares. 
Still  aggravate  thy  faults, 
And  urge  thy  flowing  tears; 


TRIBULATIONS.  433 

No  longer  fight  • 

Against  tlie  rod, 
But  still  delight 

And  hope  in  God. 

'799  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

•  '^'^        IsraeVs  Captivity  in  Egypt. 

1  XSRAEL,  in  Egypt  sore  oppres-s'd, 

1    Far  from  the  promis'd  laiid  of  rest ; 
By  dire  oppression  forc'd  to  bow, 
Was  but  a  type  of  Israel  now. 

2  While  ling'ring  ages  roll'd  along, 

Their  toil  was  great,  their  fetters  strong; 
Yet  ev'ry  day's  declining  sun 
Brought  Israel's  great  deliv'rance  on. 

3  'Tis  thus  with  Israel,  now  on  earth, 
Few  are  their  days  of  real  mirth  ; 
Their  inbred  lusts  their  souls  annoy. 
Disturb  their  peace  and  damp  their  joy. 

4  Though  free  from  sin,  by  Jesus'  blood, 
They  feel  their  fetters  and  their  load  ; 
In  chains  of  guilt  compell'd  to  groan. 
Oft  seeking  rest,  but  finding  none. 

5  A  daily  cross,  a  stubborn  will, 
A  heart  replete  with  ev'ry  ill ; 
Affections,  prone  from  God  to  go, 
Are  bonds  that  only  Israel  know. 

6  With  bitter  herbs,  on  Christ  they  feed, 
And  hate  the  sins  that  made  him  bleed, 
Yet  love  his  name,  and  long  to  be 
From  bonds  of  sin  and  sorrow  free. 

790  C.M.  Watts. 

i  ^O  QQd  Q,^^  Support  and  Comfort;  or, 
Deliverance  from  Temptation  and  Persecution. 

"HO  will  arise  and  plead  my  right 
Against  my  numerous  foes. 
While  earth  and  hell  their  lorce  unite. 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose  ? 

Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 

Sustained  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 

My  soul  amongst  the  dead. 

Alas  !  my  sliding  feet,  I  cried ; 

Thy  promise  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 

Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 


434  TRIBULATIOXS. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll, 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies, 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff;  • 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  jiroud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

/704_  L.M.  Watts. 

•  '^^Complaint  of  heavy  Afflictions  of  Mind 
and  Body. 

1  ~\/rY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
IVl    Hear  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad 
And  "cry  for  succor  from  thy  throne, 

0  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass. 
Behold  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace  ; 
Should  justice  call  us  to  th)'  bar. 

No  man  alive  is  guiltless  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  within; 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up, 

1  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirst  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ? 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  ; 

M3-  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  has  e  to  help  before  1  die. 


TKIBULATIONS.  435 

8  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears. 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears  ; 

0  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  lift  my  weary  soul  on  high, 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go  ; 
If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road, 

1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenl}'  hill ; 
Let  the  good  spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain ; 
And  flesh,  that  was  m}'^  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more. 


72 


/^  7's.  Ebenezer  Col. 

*^^  GocVs  Faithfulness  to  Zion. — Isa.  xlix.l4. 


1  ^lON  said,  My  Lord  is  gone, 
y_i  Left  my  helpless  soul  alone. 
Hath  withheld  his  promis'd  grace, 
Quite  forgot  my  hopeless  case. 

2  But  her  faithful  God  replies, 
Cease  thy  unbelieving  cries ; 
See  the  mother's  constant  care 
Move  toward  the  child  she  bear: 

3  Though  a  moment  may  take  place, 
When  she  may  forget  its  case. 
Yet  it's  never  so  with  me  ; 

I  will  still  remember  thee. 

4  See  thy  name  engraven  stands 
Deep  upon  my  wounded  hands. 
And  within  my  pierced  side 
You  shall  ever  safe  abide. 

6  High  and  strong  thy  walls  I  see, 
Ever  watch'd  and  kept  by  me  ; 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
For  thy  safety  I  engage. 


436  TRIBULATIONS. 


726 


L.  M.  ElDenezer  Col. 

Looking  upv-at'ds  in  a  iSlorm. 
Mark  iv.  :59. 

1  rr^HE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 

H     Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 
Out  of  the  depth  to  thee  I  call. 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  nie  through  the  storm; 
Defend  me  from  the  threatening  ill, 
Control  the  waves,  say,  "  Peace,  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea 

My  soul  still  hangs  its  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  des])air. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb  ; 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  retm-n  no  more. 

797  CM.  EbenezerCol. 

*  ^  *  Trial  of  Faith.— I  Peter  i.  7. 

1  "O  Y  fiery  trials  God  shall  purge 

M>     His  children's  dross  and  tin  ; 
Yet  not  as  some  profanel}'^  urge, 
To  atone  for  actual  sin. 

2  The  scape-goat's  head  sustain'd  the  curse 

Which  was  to  Israel  due  ; 
Jesus,  our  Passover,  for  us 
Was  curs'd,  and  slaughtered  too. 

3  Eternal  thanks  to  Jesus  then, 

Who  took  the  curse  away ; 
Nor  left  to  fallen,  guilty  men. 
The  debt  of  sin  to  pay. 

4  Though  oft  we  feel  his  chastening  rod, 

And  gloomy  seasons  prove  ; 
Yet  still  he  stands  our  covenant  God, 
Nor  alters  in  his  love. 

5  Doth  he  permit  the  saint  to  fall  ? 

We  grant  the  same  to  be  ; 
By  this  he  purg'd  a  Peter's  soul 
From  self-sufficiency. 

6  Glory  to  God — our  covenant  God, 

He  makes  his  children  wise  ; 
Shows  thcni  the  worth  of  pardoning  blood  ; 
Thus  by  their  falls  they  rise. 


TRIBULATIONS.  437 

790  CM.        Parldnson's  Col. 

*  '-'<-'         TJw  Christia)Vs  Purification. 

1  "^TnTH  joy  let  each  afflicted  snint 

VV     This  cheerinj?  truth  behold, 
That  Avlieii  he's  tried  he  shall  not  faint, 
But  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

2  This  privilege,  dear  Lord,  I  plead, 

Nor  am  I  here  too  bold, 
Thai  from  the  fire  as  thou  hast  said, 
I  may  come  forth  as  gold. 

3  What  though  the  furnace  burns  on  high, 

Still  to  tliis  truth  I'll  hold, 
'Tis  but  design'd  my  soul  to  try — 
I  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

4  Herein  liis  wisdom  and  his  love 

Will  God  to  me  unfold. 
And  from  the  furnace  I  shall  prove. 
He'll  bring  me  forth  as  gold. 

6  He'll  kindly  thus  consume  my  dross  ; 
So  in  his  word  I'm  told, 
Nor  can  I  suffer  real  loss, 
But  shall  come  forth  as  gold. 

6  Thus  he'll  conform  me  to  his  word. 

And  cast  me  in  that  mould ; 
And,  through  the  goodness  of  my  Lord, 
.   I  shall  come  fortli  as  gold. 

7  Thus  will  I  sing  his  praises  here, 

Whose  mercies  are  of  old  ; 
And  when  in  glory  I  appear, 
I  shall  appear  as  gold. 


729 


C.  M.        Parkinson's  Col. 
It  is  J.— Matt.  xiv.  27. 

WHEN  storm  and  tempest  loudly  howl. 
And  clouds  obscure  tlie  sky  ; 
Wlicn  lightnings  flash  and  thunders  roll. 
Be  not  afraid — 'tis  I. 

If  doubts  about  a  future  state 

Extort  the  serious  cry, 
'  What  shall  I  do  ?  my  sins  how  great!' 

13e  not  afraid — His  I. 

While  Satan  aims  a  fiery  dart. 

Temptations  make  thee  sigh  ; 
Believe  in  me  ;  I'll  keep  thy  heart ; 

Jie  not  afraid — His  I. 


438  TRIBULATIONS. 

4  Slioiild  health  and  wealth, and  friends  forsake, 
And  death  itself  draw  nigli, 
Though  heart  should  break,  and  nature  shake, 
Be  not  afraid — His  I. 

6  'Tis  I  who  liv'd — 'tis  I  who  died, 
That  thou  migh'st  reign  on  high  ; 
Behold  mj'  hands,  my  feet,  my  side, 
And  be  convinced  His  I. 

'7  0  A  CM.  Newton 

*  *'*^  Sampson^ s  Lion. 

1  nnHE  lion  that  on  Sampson  roar'd, 

B      And  thirsted  for  his  blood, 

With  honey  afterwards  was  stor'd, 

And  furnish'd  him  with  food. 

2  Believers,  as  they  pass  along, 

With  many  lions  meet. 
But  gather'sweetness  from  the  strong. 
And  from  the  eater  meat. 

3  The  lions  rage  and  roar  in  vain. 

For  Jesus  is  their  shield  ; 
Their  losses  prove  a  certain  gain, 
TheU-  trouNles  POmfovt  yield. 

4  The  world  and  Satan  join  their  strength 

To  fill  their  souls  with  fears  ; 
But  crops  of  joy  they  reap  at  length, 
From  what  they  sow  in  tears. 

6  Afflictions  make  them  love  the  word, 
Stir  up  their  hearts  to  prayer, 
And  many  precious  fruits  afford 
Of  their  Redeemer's  care. 

6  The  lions  roar,  but  cannot  kill ; 
Then  fear  them  not,  my  friends. 
They  bring  us,  though  against  their  will, 
The  honey  Jesus  sends. 

YQI  P.M.  Newton. 

'  ^^  Hannah;  or,  the  Throne  of  Grace. 
1  Sam.  i.  18. 

1  "1 ITHEN  Hannah,  press'd  with  grief, 

VV    Pour'd  forth  her  soul  in  prayer, 
She  quickly  found  relief, 
And  left  her  burden  there  ; 
Like  her,  in  ev'ry  trying  case. 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  gracfe. 

2  When  she  began  to  pray, 

Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  sad  ; 


TBIBUL4TI0NS.  439 

But  ere  she  went  away, 
Was  comforted  aud  glad : 
In  trouble  what  a  resting-place 
Have  they  who  know  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Though  men  and  devils  rage, 

And  threaten  to  devour. 
The  saints,  from  age  to  age, 

Are  safe  from  all  their  power ; 
Fresh  strength  they  gain  to  run  their  race, 
By  waiting  at  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  Eli  her  case  mistook ; 

How  was  her  spirit  mov'd 
B}'^  his  unkind  rebuke ! 

But  God  her  cause  approv'd. 
We  need  not  fear  a  creature's  face, 
While  welcome  at  a  throne  of  grace  : 

5  She  was  not  fill'd  with  wine, 

As  Eli  rashly  thought ; 
But  with  a  faith  divine, 
She  found  the  help  she  sought : 
Though  men  despise  and  call  us  base, 
Still  let  us  ply  the  throne  of  grace. 

6  Men  have  not  power  or  skill 

With  troubled  souls  to  bear  ; 
Though  the}^  express  good-will. 

Poor  comforters  they  are  : 
But  swelling  sorrows  sink  apace. 
When  we  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

7  Numbers  before  have  tried. 

And  found  the  promise  true  ; 
•Nor  yet  one  been  denied. 

Then  why  should  I  or  you  ? 
Let  us  by  faith  their  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

8  As  fogs  obscure  the  light, 

Aud  taint  the  morning  air. 
But  soon  are  put  to  flight, 
If  the  bright  sun  appear : 
Thus  Jesus  will  our  troubles  chase, 
B}'  shining  from  the  throne  of  grace. 

7's.     /  Newton. 

The  Benighted  Traveler. 
1  Tj^OREST  beasts,  that  live  by  prey, 
X:    Seldom  show  themselves  by  day ; 
But  when  day-light  is  withdrawn. 
Then  they  rove  aud  roar  till  dawn. 


732 


440  TRIBULATIONS. 

2  Who  can  tell  tlie  trav'ler's  fears, 
AVlien  their  horrid  yells  he  hears  ? 
Terror  almost  stops  Lis  breath, 
While  each  step  he  looks  for  death. 

3  Thus,  when  Jesus  is  in  view, 
Cheerful  I  my  way  pursue  ; 
Walking  by  my  Savior's  light, 
Nothing  can  my  soul  affright. 

4  But  Avhen  he  forbears  to  shine, 
Soon  the  trav'ler's  case  is  mine  ; 
Lost,  benighted,  struck  with  dread, 
What  a  painful  path  I  tread  ! 

5  Then  my  soul  with  terror  hears. 
Worse  than  lions,  wolves,  or  bears, 
Roaring  loud  in  ev'ry  part. 
Through  the  forest  of  my  heart. 

6  Wrath,  impatience,  envy,  pride, 
Satan  and  his  host  beside, 
Press  around  me  to  devour  ; 
How  can  I  escape  their  power  ? 

7  Gracious  Lord,  afford  me  light, 
Put  these  beasts  of  prey  to  flight ; 
Let  thy  power  and  love  be  shown  ; 
Save  me,  for  I  am  thine  own. 


733 


S.  M.  Newton. 

Tlie  Good  that  I  loould,  I  do  not. 


would,  but  cannot  sing. 
Guilt  lias  untuned  my  voice  ; 
The  serpent's  sin-euvenom'd  sting 
Has  poisoned  all  my  joys. 
I  know  the  Lord  is  nigh. 
And  would   but  cannot  pray  ; 
For  Satan  meets  me  Avhen  I  try, 
And  frights  my  soul  away. 

I  would,  but  can't  repent. 
Though  I  endeavor  oft ; 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  makes  it  soft. 

I  would,  but  cannot  love. 
Though  loved  by  love  divine  : 
No  arguments  have  power  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine, 

I  would,  but  cannot  rest, 
lu  God's  most  holy  will; 


TRIBULATIONS.  441 

I  know  -what  he  appoints  is  Dest, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

6  0  could  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  easy  be  ; 

I  Avould,  but  cannot — Lord  relieve  ; 
My  help  must  come  from  thee. 

7  But  if  indeed  I  would, 
Though  I  can  nothing  do  ; 

Yet  the  desire  is  something  good, 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

S      By  nature  prone  to  ill, 
Till  thine  appointed  hour, 
I  was  as  destitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  power. 

9      Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 
The  work  thou  hast  begun  ? 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 

n  04  L.  M.  Newton. 

•  ^^  Roping  for  Bevival. 

1  "j\/F^'  harp  untuned  and  laid  aside, 

IVI      (To  cheerful  hours  the  harp  belongs,) 
My  cruel  foes  insulting  cried, 
"  Come,  sing  us  one  of  Zion's  songs." 

2  Alas  !  when  sinners,  blindly  bold. 
At  Zion  scoff,  and  Zion's  King  ; 

When  zeal  declines,  and  love  grows  cold, 
Is  this  a  day  for  me  to  sing  ? 

3  Time  was,  whene'er  the  saints  T  met, 
With  joy  and  praise  my  bosom  glow'd  ; 
But  now,  like  Eli,  sad  I  sit, 

And  tremble  for  the  ark  of  God. 

4  While  thus  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 
To  see  the  work  of  God  decline  ; 
Methought  I  heard  my  Savior  say, 

"  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 

5  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face 
Rely  upon  my  love  and  power  ; 
Still  wrestle  at  a  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

6  "Take  down  thy  long-neglected  harp, 
I've  seen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  prayer, 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp. 

But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 


442  TRIBULATIONS. 

7  Lord,  I  obey  ;  my  hopes  revive  ; 
Coine,  join  with  nie,  ye  saints  and  sing; 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 
For  God  will  help  and  healing  bring. 

^QK  7.  Newton. 

*  ^*^  The  Rainbow. 

1  ■fXrHEN'  the  sun,  with  cheerful  beams, 

W      Smiles  upon  a  low'ring  sky, 
Soon  its  aspect  soften'd  seems. 
And  a  rainbow  meets  the  eye  : 
While  the  sky  remains  serene, 
This  bright  arch  is  never  seen. 

2  Thus  the  Lord's  supporting  power 

Brightest  to  his  saints  appears. 
When  affliction's  threatning  hour 
Fills  the  sky  with  clouds  and  fears. 
He  can  wonders  then  perform, 
Paint  a  rainbow  on  the  storm. 

3  All  their  graces  doubly  shine. 

When  their  troubles  press  them  sore  ; 
And  the  promises  divine 

Give  them  joys  unknown  before  : 
As  the  colors  of  the  bow 
To  the  clouds  their  brightness  owe. 

4  Favor'd  John  a  rainbow  saw. 

Circling  round  the  throne  above  ; 
Hence  the  saints  a  pledge  may  draw 
Of  unchanging  cov'nant  love  ; 
Clouds  awhile  may  intervene. 
But  the  bow  will  still  be  seen. 

'l^CK  L.  M.  Newton. 

*  ^^  Lightning  in  the  Night. 

1  A    GLANCE  from  heaven  with  sweet  effect 
J\_    Sometimes  my  pensive  spirit  cheers  ; 
But  ere  I  can  my  tliought  collect, 

As  suddenly  it  disappears. 

2  So  lightning  in  the  gloom  of  night 

Affords  a  momentary  day  ; 
Disclosing  objects  full  in  sight, 
Which,  soon  as  seen,  are  snatched  away. 

3  Ah  !  what  avail  these  pleasing  scenes  ? 
They  do  but  aggravate  my  i)ain  ; 
While  darkness  quickly  intervenes, 
And  swallows  up  my  joys  again. 


TRIBULATIONS.  443 

4  Bnt  shall  I  murmur  at  relief? 
Tliongh  short,  it  was  a  precious  view 
Seut  to  control  my  unbelief, 

And  prove  that  what  I  read  is  true. 

5  Tlie  lightning's  flash  did  not  create 
The  opening  prospect  itreveal'd  ; 
But  only  showed  the  real  state 

Of  what  the  darknoss  had  conceard. 

6  Just  so  we  by  a  glimpse  discern 
The  glorious  things  within  the  veil ; 
That,  when  in  darkness,  we  may  learn 
To  live  by  faith  till  light  prevail. 

7  The  Lord's  great  day  will  soon  advance, 
Dispersing  all  the  shades  of  night ; 
Then  we  no  more  shall  need  a  glance, 
But  see  by  an  eternal  light. 

707  L.  M.  Newton. 

•  *^  *  The  Sea. 

1  XF  for  a  time  the  air  be  calm, 

I     Serene  and  smooth  the  sea  appears. 
And  shows  no  danger  to  alarm 
The  inexperienced  landsman's  fears. 

2  But  if  the  tempest  once  arise, 

The  faithless  water  swells  and  raves; 
Its  billows,  foaming  to  the  skies. 
Disclose  a  thousand  threat'niug  graves. 

3  My  untried  heart  thus  seem'd  to  me 

(So  little  of  m3'self  I  knew) 
Smooth  as  the  calm  unruffled  sea, 
But  ah !  it  prov'd  as  treacherous  too  ! 

4  The  peace  of  which  I  liad  a  taste, 

When  Jesus  first  his  love  reveal'd, 
I  fondly  hop'd  would  always  last. 
Because  my  foes  were  then  conceal'd. 

5  But  when  I  felt  the  tempest's  power 

Rouse  my  corruptions  from  their  sleep, 
I  trembled  at  the  stormy  hour, 
And  saw  the  horrors  of  the  deep. 

6  Now  on  presumption's  billoAvs  borne, 

My  spirit  seem'd  the  Lord  to  dare  ; 
Now,  quick  as  thought,  a  sudden  turn 
Plunged  me  in  gulfs  of  black  despair. 

7  Lord,  save  me,  e're  I  sink,  I  prayed. 

He  heard,  and  bid  the  tempest  cease  ; 
The  angry  waves  his  word  obeyed. 
And  all  my  fears  were  hnsh'd  iu  peace. 


444  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

8  The  peace  is  his,  and  not  my  own, 
My  heart  (no  better  than  before) 
Is  still  to  dreadful  changes  prone, 
Then  let  me  never  trust  it  more. 


ENCOURAGEMENT. 

7QQ  CM.  Watts. 

i  OO     Q^iy.  (jQ^yifQTfi  ifi  ijie  Covenant. 

1  /^UR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands, 
\^     Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  face  ! 

He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
His  glory  and  his  grace. 

2  Then  why,  ray  soul,  these  sad  complaints, 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one  ? 
Tli.v  God  IS  faithful  to  his  saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  his  smiles  ray  heart  has  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heaven  possessed ; 
I  praise  his  name  for  grace  receiv'd, 
And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

Y  OQ  L.  M.  Watts. 

*  ^^^  Ghi'ist  found  and  brought  to  the  Church. 

1  /^PTEN  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night, 
\_/     J.esus,  my  love,  my  soul's  delight  ; 
AVith  warm  desire  and  restless  thought, 
T  seek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

2  Then  I  arise,  and  search  the  street, 
Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Savior  meet  ; 

I  ask  the  watchman  of  the  night, 

'  Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delight? ' 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  the  way, 
Directed  by  a  heavenly  ray  ; 

I  leap  for  joy  to  see  his  face. 
And  hold  him  fast  in  my  embrace. 

4  [I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home, 
Nor  does  mj''  Lord  refuse  to  come. 
To  Zion's  sacred  chamlier,  Avliere 
My  soul  fii"st  drew  the  vital  air. 


740 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  445 

5  ITe  gives  me  tliere  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierced,  for  my  sake,  with  dreadful  smart; 
I  give  my  soul  to  hiui,  and  there 

Oiu'  loves  their  mutual  tokens  share.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell  come  near  my  heart, 
Nor  cause  my  Savior  to  depart. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

The   ChurcKs  Beauty  in  the  eyes  of 
Christ. 

1  f^  IND  is  the  speech  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
_|\^     Affection  sounds  in  every  word, 

*  Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,'  he  cries, 

'  Not  the  young  doves  have  sweeter  eyes. 

2  '[Sweet  are  thy  lips,  thy  i)leasing  voice 

*  Salutes  mine  ear  with  secret  joys, 

'  No  spice  so  much  delights  the  smell, 
'  Nor  milk  uor  honey  taste  ao  well.] 

3  '.  Thou  art  all  fair  my  bride,  to  me, 
'-I  will  behold  no  spot  in  thee.' 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs. 
And  puts  a  comeliness  ou  worms  ! 

4  Defil'd  and  loathsome  as  we  are, 

He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heavenl}'  dress, 
His  graces  and  his  righteousness. 

5  '  My  sister  aud  my  spouse,'  he  cries 
'  Bound  to  my  heart  by«varions  ties, 

*  Thy  powerful  love  my  heart  detains 

'  In  strong  deliglit  and  pleasing  chains.' 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  leopard's  den. 
From  this  wide  world  of  beasts  and  men. 
To  SioD,  where  his  glories  aie  ; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  so  fair. 

7  Not  dens  of  prey  nor  flow'ry  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  uor  earthly  pains. 
Shall  hold  my  feet  or  force  my  stay. 
When  Christ  commands  my  soul  away. 

7 4."!  L,  M.  Watts. 

I  i-L  27,e  Love  of  Christ  to  ike  Church  Ui  his 

Language  to  her,  and  his  Provision  for  her. 
1  "VrOW  in  the  galleries  of  his  grace 

l^i      Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  says. 


446  '       EKCOURAGEMENT. 

'  How  fair  my  saints  are  in  my  sight ! 
'  My  love  liow  pleasant  for  delight ! ' 

2  '  Kiud  is  thy  language,  Sovereign  Lord, 
There's  heavenly  grace  in  every  word  : 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  stream  divine 
Flows  sweeter  than  the  choicest  wine. 

3  Such  wondrous  love  awakes  the  lip 
Of  saints  that  were  almost  asleep, 
To  speak  the  praises  of  thy  name. 
And  make  our  cold  aflfections  flame. 

4  These  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
In  fields  and  villages  below, 
Gives  us  a  relish  of  his  love. 

But  keeps  his  noblest  feast  above. 

6  In  paradise  within  the  gates 
A  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store, 
Where  we  shall  feed,  but  thirst  no  more. 

7AO  L.  M.  Watts. 

•  ^^  The  Strength  of  GhrisVs  Love—  Sol.  Song. 

viii.  5,  6,   7,  13,14. 

1  [XXrHO  is  this  fair  one  in  distress, 

W      That  travels  from  the  wilderness? 
And  press'd  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  she  leans. 

2  This  is  the  spouse  of  Christ  our  (Jod, 
Bought  with  the  treasure  of  his  blood  ; 
And  her  request  ^nd  her  complaint 

Is  but  the  voice  of  every  saint.] 

3  '  0  let  my  name  engraven  stand, 
'Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  ; 
'  Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 

*  That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  '  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 

'  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  ; 

*  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 
'  To  quench  a  fire  so  much  divine. 

5  *  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

'  Lest  it  should  once  from  thee  dei)art ; 
'  Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprest 
'  As  a  fair  signet  on  my  breast. 

6  Till  thou  hast  brought  me  to  thy  home, 

*  Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 


ENCOUBAGEMENT.  447 

'  Thy  conntenance  let  me  often  see, 
'  And  often  thou  shalt  hear  fiom  me. 

7  '  Come,  my  Beloved,  haste  away, 
'  Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay, 
'  Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
'  Over  the  hills  ■where  spices  grow.' 

^AQ  L.  M.  Watts. 

*  ^^  Grace  and  Glory. 

1  npH'  Almif^hty  reigns  exalted  high 

X     O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  seat. 

2  0  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends. 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light  and  joys  nnknown 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Eejoice,  ye  righteous  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

17  A  A  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

I  J-J- J7ig  Convinced  Sinner  Encouraged. 

1  ^X/^^*-^  '^  ^^^  trembling  sinner,  who 

\  V      That  owns  eternal  death  his  due  ? 
Who  mourns  his  sin,  his  guilt,  his  thrall. 
And  does  on  God  for  mercy  call  ? 

2  Peace,  troubled  soul,  dismiss  thy  fear, 
Hear,  Jesus  speaks,  be  of  good  cheer  ; 
Upon  his  cleansing  grace  rely. 

And  thou  shalt  never,  never  die. 

^ A^  83.7s.  7s.  Newton- 

*  ^^  Christ,  a  true  Friend. 

1  /^NE  there  is  above  all  others, 

\_/     Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Precious,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 

They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 

Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us, 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  j 


448  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us, 
RecoMcil'd  in  him  to  God  : 
This  was  boundless  love  indeed! 
Jesus  is  a  Friend  in  need  ! 

3  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  : 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ! 
.   We,  alas  !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  ! 
But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 
We  will  praise  thee  as  we  ought. 

7J_^  C.  M.  Xewtou. 

*  ^^The  Name  of  Jesus.— Sol.  Songs,  i.  3. 

1  TjrOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

Ml         In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  wliole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name  !  the  rock  on  which  I  build  ; 

My  shield  and  hiding  jjlace  ; 
My  never-failing  treasury,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

'7  AJl  7s.  Newton. 

'  ^ *      "fie  carethfor  You:^  —1  Pet.  v.  7. 

1  "]^0W  I  see,  whate'er  betide, 
JL^      All  is  well  if  Christ  be  mine  ; 
He  hath  promised  to  provide  ; 

May  he  teach  me  to  resign. 

2  When  a  sense  of  sin  and  thrall 

Forced  me  to  the  sinner's  Friend, 
He  engaged  to  manage  all. 
By  the  way  and  to  the  end. 

3  "  Cast,''  he  said,  "  on  me  thy  care ; 

'  Tis  enough  that  I  am  nigh  ; 
I  will  all  thy  burdens  bear  ; 
I  will  all  "thy  wants  supply." 

4  Lord,  I  would  indeed  submit; 

Gladly  yield  my  all  to  thee  ; 
What  thy  Avisdom  sees  most  lit, 
Must  be,  surely,  best  for  me. 
6  Only,  when  the  way  is  rough, 

And  the  coward  flesh  would  start, 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  449 

Let  thy  promise  and  thy  love  ^ 

Cheer  and  animate  my  heart. 

740  C.  M.  Newton. 

4  'xOu  ]^p  strong,  Fear  no^"Isa.  xxxv.  4. 

1  TTOW  prone  the  mind  to  search  for  ill, 

Ml      To  l9ncy  mighty  woes  ; 

Shortly  the  cup  of  life  will  fill, 

And  rob  it  of  repose. 

2  [How  sharp  and  numerous  are  the  pangs 

Imagination  gives  ; 
So  sharp  that  life  itself  oft  hangs 
In  doubt,  nor  dies,  nor  lives.] 

3  [Could  we  our  woes  with  truth  divide — 

The  sterling  and  ideal, 
What  crowds  would  stand  on  fancy's  side — 
How  few  upon  the  real.] 

4  Creatures  of  fear,  we  drag  along. 

And  fear  whei  e  no  fear  is  ; 
Our  grief  Ave  labor  to  prolong. 
Our  joys  in  haste  dismiss. 

5  Spirit  of  power,  thy  strength  impart : 

This  fearful  spirit  chase 
Far  off,  and  make  my  feeble  heart 
Thj^  constant  dwelling  place. 

G  0,  if  to  me  thy  strength  be  given, 
If  thou  be  on  my  side, 
Then  hell  as  soon  shall  conquer  heaven 
As  I  can  be  destroyed. 

'7 AX)  L-  M.  Cowper. 

*  "*^  Betufn  of  Joy. 

1  "TXTHEX  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 

T  V      And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart ; 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  O  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 

(What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,) 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not. 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  try'd, 
15 


450  ENCOmAGEMENT. 

I  find  myself  a  learner  yet — 
UuskHfnl,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But  0,  my  Lord,  one  look  from  tliee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will ; 
Drives  doubts  and  discontent  away, 
A'ld  thy  rebellious  worm  is  stiil. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 

As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 
Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praise  receive 
Be  shame,  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 


750 


L.  M.  Fawcett. 

As  thy  days  so  shall  thy  strength  be. 
Deut.  xxxiii.  25. 


1  A  FFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near  ; 
XjL  Thy  Savior's  gracious  promise  hear  ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ? 
He  has  engag'd,  by  firm  decree. 
That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong; 
And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee, 
For,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame. 
Still  trust  in  thj'^  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be.- 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  and  loss. 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty- 
Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue, 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free  ; 

And,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

751 


lis.  K. 

Exceeding  Great  and  Precious  Prom- 
ises.—2  Pet.  i.  4. 


1  TjrOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
XX  Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  4.3 1 

What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 

2  la  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
111  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  Aveulth  ; 
At  home,  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea. 
As  thy  daj's  may  demand,  shall   thy  strength 

ever  be. 

3  'Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  0,  be  not  dis- 

'  may'd  ! 
'  I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid, 

*  I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

th.'e  to  stand, 

*  Up,held  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  '  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

•  to  go, 
'  The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 
'  For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
'  And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  •  \Vh^  through  tiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

'  lie, 
'  My  grace,  all-suflBcient,  shall  be  thy  supply; 
'  The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 

*  Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  guld  to  re- 

'  fine. 

fi  '  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 
'  prove 

*  My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

'  And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

'  adorn, 
'  Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

'  borne. 
7  '  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  re- 

'  pose, 

*  /  will  not,  I loill  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

'  That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

'  to  shake, 
'  I'll  never,  no  never,  no  'never  forsake.^ 

7^:9  S.  M.  Watts. 

4  «J— /         IFeafc  Believers  encouraged. 

1  'VT'OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

JL    Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  Chi'ist,  our  Lord, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 


452  EXCOURAGEMENT. 

And  nearer  to  our  liouse  above 
\Ve  evui-y  luomcut  come. 

3  His  grace  shall  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  sliine  ; 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quuncli  the  spark  divine. 

4  Tlie  time  of  love  will  come, 
When  we  shall  clearly  see, 

Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 
But  each  shall  say,  "  For  me." 

5  Tarry  his  leisure,  then  ; 
WaiL  the  appointed  hour — • 

Wait  till  the  Jiridegroom  of  j'our  souls 
lie  veals  his  love  with  power.  * 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  0  God  ! 
That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 

Who  Avaits  for  thy  salvation.  Lord  ! 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

Y^CO  CM.  -    Swain. 

*  ^^        ChriaVs  Unparalleled  Love. 

1  A     FRIEND  there  is— your  voices  join, 
/\.     Ye  saints,  to  praise  his  name  ; 
Wnose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 

Whose  love's  a  constant  tlame. 

2  When  most  Ave  need  his  helping  hand, 

This  Friend  is  always  near  ; 
With  heaven  and  eariu  at  his  command. 
He  Avaits  to  answer  prayer. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course  • 
Immutably  the  same  it  tlows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  tQ  veil  his  face, 

And  clouds  surround  his  throne. 
He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace. 
To  make  it  better  known. 

6  And  if  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sov'reign  Avill, 

He  never  takes  aAvay  our  all; 

Himself  he  gives  us  still ! 

6  Our  sorroAvs  in  the  scaie  he  weiglis, 
And  measures  out  our  pains  ; 
The  Avildest  storm  his  word  obeys, 
His  word  its  rage  restrains. 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  453 

7l^A.  L-M.  Doddridge. 

I  Urtrpj^g  Christianas  Temptations  moderated, 

a  proof  of  God^s  Fidelity. — 1  Cor.  x.  13. 

1  IVTOW  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong, 

1.1    And  make  Jehovah's  arm  their  song  : 
His  sliield  is  spread  o'er  every  saint, 
And  tlius  supported  who  shall  faint ! 

2  Wliat  though  the  hosts  of  hell  engage 
With  mingled  cruelty  and  rage  ! 

A  faithful  God  restrains  their  hands. 
And  chains  them  down  in  iron  bauds. 

3  Bound  by  his  word,  he  will  display 
A  strength  proportion'd  to  our  day  : 
And,  when  united  trials  meet, 

Will  show  a  path  of  safe  retreat. 

4  Thus  far  we  prove  that  promise  good, 
Wiiich  Jesus  ratified  with  blood  : 
Still  is  he  gracious,  wise,  and  just ; 
And  still  in  him  let  Israel  trust. 

fj^^  S.  M.  Newton. 

I  UfJ    rpjig  Pilgrim's  Song.—Reh.  xi.  13. 

1  TT^ROM  Egypt,  lately  freed, 
JO     By  the  Redeemer's  grace, 

A  rough  and  thorny  path  we  tread, 
In  hopes  to  see  his  face. 

2  The  flesh  dislikes  the  way. 
But  faith  approves  it  well : 

This  onl}^  leads  to  endless  day. 
All  others  lead  to  hell. 

8      The  promised  land  of  peace. 
Faith  keeps  in  constant  view ; 
How  different  from  the  wilderness 
We  now  are  passing  through. 

4  Here  often  from  our  eyes. 
Clouds  hide  the  light  divine  ; 

There  we  shall  have  unclouded  skies, — 
Our  sun  will  always  shine. 

5  Here  griefs,  and  cares,  and  pains. 
And  fears  distress  us  sore  ; 

But  there  eternal  pleasure  reigns, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

6  Lord,  pardon  onr  complaints  ; 
We  follow  at  thy  call  ; 

The  joy  prepared  for  suffering  saints, 
Will  make  amends  for  all. 


454  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

^P{a  L.  M.  Franklin. 

I  0\J    "Jehovah-Jirek.''— Gen.  xxil.U. 

1  XN  mounts  of  danger  and  of  straits, 

1    My  soul  for  liis  siilvation  waits: 
Jehovah-Jireh  will  appear, 
And  save  me  from  my  gloomy  fear. 

2  He,  in  the  most  distressing  hour. 
Displays  the  gieatuess  of  his  power : 
In  darkest  nights  he  makes  a  Avay, 
And  turns  tlie  gloomy  shade  to  day. 

3  Jeliovah-Jireh  is  his  name  ; 

From  age  to  age  he  proves  the  same  ; 
He  sees  when  1  am  sunk  in  grief, 
And  quickly  flies  to  my  relief. 

4  The  Lord  Jehovah  is  ni}'  guide  ; 
He  doth  and  will  for  me  provide ; 
And  in  the  Mount  it  shall  be  seen, 
How  kind  and  gracious  he  hath  been. 

'1  ^'1  OS,  or  10s.  Sonnets. 

*  ^  *  Wants  Supplied. 

1  f^  RE  AT  Fountain  of  Grace, 
VX  Which  none  can  explore, 
Thou  Ancient  of  Days, 

Whom  seraphs  adore. 
In  Jesus  behold  us, 

To  Thee  we  draw  nigh, 
"  In  him,"  Thou  hast  told  us, 

"  Thy  wants  I'll  supply. 

2  "  Then  why  so  dismay 'd 

Should  Zion  appear. 
Or  doubt  of  my  aid, 

My  goodness  and  care  ; 
The  promise  is  weighty, 

But  faithful  am  I, 
Jehovah  Almighty, 

Thy  wants  to  supply. 

3  "  I've  call'd  thee  by  grace, 

And  seal'd  thee  mine  own, 
Was  curs'd  in  thy  place. 

Thy  sin  to  atone  ; 
The  tempest  may  toss  thee 

Till  ready  to  die, 
Yet  grace,  though  I  cross  thee, 

Thy  wants  shall  supply. 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  455 

4  "  The  brook  in  the  way, 

I'll  give  thee  to  taste  : 
In  darkness  or  day, 

Thou  shalt  not  make  haste  ; 
Wlien  Satan  shall  sift  thee, 

Thy  God  will  be  nigh, 
His  grace  shall  uplift  thee, 

And  be  thj^  supply. 

5  "  My  Spirit  shall  guide 

The  way  thou  shalt  tread; 
I'll  give  thee  beside 

Thy  water  and  bread  ; 
In  conflicts  I'll  shield  thee, 

When  dangers  shall  fly, 
And  grace  shall  then  yield  thee 

Abundant  supply. 

6  "  The  furnace,  though  hot. 

Thy  sonship  shall  prove, 
Who  stand  in  their  lot, 

Are  sons  of  my  love  ; 
If  need  be  I  purge  them 

By  fire ,  and  for  wliy  ? 
That  grace,  when  I  scourge  them. 

Their  wants  may  supply. 

7  "  To  work  for  their  good 

All  things  shall  conspire, 
Though  oft  in  the  flood. 

Or  passing  the  fire  ; 
In  dark  dispensations 

Their  light  will  I  be, 
For  in  tribulation 

They  glorify  me." 

Ygg  L-M.  Sonnets. 

1  "TTriTHER,  ye  poor,  ye  sick,  ye  blind, 
XJ-  a  sin-disorder'd,  trembling  throng  ! 
To  you  the  gospel  calls — ^to  you 

Messiah's  blessings  all  belong. 

2  Reason  and  virtue's  boasting  sons. 

Derive  no  blessings  from  this  tree  : 
For  sinners  only  Jesus  died  ; 

Then  may  I  hope  he  died  for  me. 

3  'Twas  with  our  griefs  Messiah  groan'd  ; 

'Twas  with  our  guilt  his  soul  was  tried  ; 
Our  punishment  he  took,  he  bore  ; 
And  sinners  liv'd  when  Jesus  died. 


456  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

4  Awake,  each  heart-  arise,  each  soul,   ' 
And  join  the  blissful  choirs  above  ; 
May  nothing  tune  our  future  song. 
But  heavenly  wisdom,  heavenly  love. 
Y  /^Q  5s.  or  10s.  Sonnets 

t  UU  jjitkerto  hath  the  Lord  helped  us. 
1  Sam.  vii.  12. 

1  mHOUGH  strait  be  the  way, 

M      With  dangers  beset, 
And  we  througli  delay 

Are  no  farther  yet ; 
Our  good  Guide  and  Savior 

Hath  helped  thus  far  ; 
And  'tis  by  his  favor 

We  are  what  we  are. 

2  A  favor  so  great, 

We  highly  should  prize  ; 
.  Not  murmur,  nor  fret. 

Nor  small  things  despise  : 
But  what  call  we  small  things? 

Sin's  whole  cancell'd  sum  ! 
'Tis  greater  than  all  things — 
Except  those  to  come. 

3  My  brethren,  reflect 

On  what  we  have  been ; 
How  God  had  respect 

To  us  under  sin  : 
When  lower  and  lower 

We  ev'ry  day  fell. 
He  stretch'd  forth  his  pow'r, 

And  snatch'd  us  from  hell. 

4  Then  let  us  rejoice. 

And  cheerfully  sing, 
With  heart  and  with  voice, 

To  Jesus  our  King  ; 
Who  thus  far  has  bi  uught  us, 

From  evil  to  good  ; 
The  ransom  that  bought  us. 

No  less  than  his  blood. 

5  For  blessings  like  these, 

So  bounteously  giv'n ; 
For  prospects  of  peace, 

And  foretastes  of  heav'n : 
'Tis  grateful,  'tis  pleasant. 

To  sing  and  adore  ; 
Be  thankful  for  present, 

And  then  ask  for  more. 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  457 

^(\0  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

I  UU          Encouragement  to  Pray. 

1  /^HEER  np,  ye  trembling  souls  ; 
V^  On  Jesus'  aid  rely  : 

He  sees  us  when  we  see  not  him, 
And  always  hears  our  cry. 

2  Without  cessation  pray  ; 

Your  pray'rs  will  not  prove  vain  : 
Our  Joseph  turns  aside  to  weep, 
But  cannot  long  refrain. 

3  Sudden  he  stands  confess'd; 
We  look,  and  all  is  light ; 

The  foe,  confounded,  swift  as  thought, 
Is  vanquish'd  from  our  sight. 

4  Christ's  presence  clears  the  soul, 
And  smooths  the  rugged  way  ; 

He  often  makes  the  crooked  straight, 
And  turns  the  night  to  day. 

5  We  then  move  cheerful  on  ; 
The  ground  feels  firm  and  good  ; 

And,  lest  we  should  mistake  the  way. 
He  lines  it  out  with  blood. 

6  Again  we  cannot  see 

His  helping  hand  ;  but  feel : 
And,  though  we  neither  feel  nor  see. 
His  hand  sustains  us  still. 

nai  CM.  Sonnets. 

*  ^  -^        ChrisVs  Call  to  His  Spouse. 

1  jrniS  to  his  spouse  that  Jesus  speaks, 

I     He  ch  des  her  long  delay  ; 
How  sweet  his  sacred  accent  breaks, 
"  My  fair  one,  come  away. 

2  "No  howling  tempests  rend  the  skies. 

Creation  now  looks  gay  ; 

My  love,  ray  uudetil'd  arise, 

My  fair  one,  come  away. 

3  "Should  guilt  still  hover  o'er  thy  mind, 

Mj'  love  shall  ne'er  decay  ; 
I've  thy  release  from  bondage  sign'd; 
My  fair  one,  come  away. 

4  "  Should  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  charms, 

Invite  thy  soul  to  stay, 
Yet,  still,  to  thy  Redeemers's  arms. 
My  fair  one,  come  away. 


458  EN'COURA<JEMEXT. 

6  "  The  sacred  turtle's  voice  within, 
Proclaims  the  same  to-day  ; 
Tt  sweetly  whispers  pardon'd  sin; 
My  fair  one,  come  away. 

6  "  Let  nothing,  felt  or  fear'd  within, 
Thy  trembling  soul  dismay  ; 
From  self,  from  slavish  fear  and  sin. 
My  fair  one,  come  away.'* 

7f{^  S.M.  Sonnets 

1  U-j  Pleading  with  God. 

1  TT^ATHER,  we  seek  thy  grace, 
jC      In  thine  appointed  way  ; 
Wilt  thou  conceal  thy  lovely  face, 

And  not  regard  our  plea '? 

2  Thy  promise  makes  us  bold, 

When  at  thy  throne  we  bow ; 
In  humble  faith  Ave  hold  thee,  Lord, 
To  thine  engagements  now. 

3  We  plead  thy  promise,  made  ; 

'Tis  from  conditions  free  : 
"  In  bonds  of  everlasting  love, 
I'll  be  a  God  to  thee." 

4  Here  we  repose  our  trust, 

'Tis  here  our  hopes  recline  ; 
Eternal  truth  and  righteousness 
Appear  in  every  line. 

5  'Tis  like  a  living  spring 

Of  waters,  sAveet  and  clear  ; 
There's  not  an  if,  to  foul  the  stream, 
,  Ov  peradteniure,h.QXQ. 

6  Free  in  the  Fountain  Head, 

The  source  from  whence  it  came  ; 
In  rcills  and  shalls  of  gospel  grace. 
Eternally  the  same. 

7  Himself  he'll  not  deny. 

By  oath  and  promise  bound  : 
Here  raise  your  expectations  high  ; 
'Tis  sure  and  solid  ground.  . 

^(\Q  CM.  Newton. 

I  UO     y/^g  jj/g^^  ^^^fi  Cruise  of  Oil. 

I  Kings  xvii.  16. 

1  ~D  Y  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal 
J3  Elijah  was  sustain'd  ; 
Though  small  the  stock,  it  lasted  well, 
For  God  the  store  maintained. 


ENCOUBAOKiraNT.  459 

2  It  seem'd  as  if  from  day  to  day, 

They  were  to  lat  and  die  ; 
But  still,  thougli  ill  a  secret  way, 
He  sent  a  fresli  supply. 

3  Thus  to  his  poor  he  still  will  give 

Just  for  the  present  hour: 
But  for  to-morrow  they  must  live 
Upon  his  word  and  power. 

4  No  barn  or  store-house  they  possess, 

On  which  they  can  depend  ; 
i"et  have  no  cause  to  fear  distress. 
For  Jesus  is  their  friend. 

b  Then  let  no  doubt  your  mind  assail ; 
Remember  God  has  said, 
"  The  cruise  and  barrel  shall  not  fail, 
My  people  shall  be  fed." 

6  And  thus,  though  faint,  it  often  seems, 
He  keeps  their  grace  alive  ; 
Supplied  by  his  refreshing  streams, 
Their  dying  hopes  revive. 


76i 


7's.  Cowper. 

Lovest  thou  me  ? — John  xxi.  16.    • 


1  TTARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord, 

il    'Tis  the  Savior,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  sjjeaks  to  thee, 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wand'ring.  set  thee  right, 
Turu'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done, 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be. 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?" 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 


4G0  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore : 
O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

qaF^  C.  M.  .  Newton. 

e  yJO      PauVs  Voyage. — Acts  xxvii. 


^r 


He  need  not  fear  the  sea  ; 
Secur'd  from  harm  on  every  hand 
By  the  divine  decree. 

2  Althongh  tlie  ship  in  which  he  sail'd 

By  dreadful  storms  was  toss'd  ; 
The  promise  over  all  prevailed, 
And  not  a  life  was  lost. 

3  Jesus,  the  God  whom  Paul  ador'd, 

Who  saves  in  time  of  need, 
Was  then  confess'd,  by  all  on  board, 
A  present  help  indeed  ! 

4  Though  neither  sun  nor  stars  were  seen, 

Paul  knew  the  Lord  was  near  ! 
And  faith  preserv'd  his  soul  serene, 
When  others  shook  for  fear. 

5  Believers  thus  are  toss'd  about, 

On  life's  tempestuous  main; 
But  grace  assures,  beyond  a  doubt 
They  shall  their  port  attain. 

6  They  must,  they  shall  appear  one  day 

Before  their  Savior's  throne ; 
The  storms  they  meet  with  by  the  way. 
But  make  liis  power  known. 

7  Their  passage  lies  across  the  brink 

Of  many  a  threatening  wave  ; 
The  world  expects  to  see  them  sink. 
But  Jesus  lives  to  save. 

8  Lord,  though  we  are  but  feeble  worms, 

Yet  since  thy  word  is  past. 
We'll  venture  through  a  thousand  storms, 
To  see  thy  face  at  last. 

7f^fi  CM.  Newton. 

*  ^^    Love-Tokens. — Hebrew  xii.  5-11. 


^A 


FFLICTIONS  do  not  come  alone, 
A  voice  attends  the  rod ; 
By  both  he  to  his  saints  is  known, 

A  Father  and  a  God  ! 
"  Let  not  thy  children  slight  the  stroke 
1  for  chastisment  send, 


ENCOURAGEMENT.  4GI 

Nor  faint  hcneatli  my  kind  rebuke, 
For  still  I  am  their  friend. 

3  "  The  wicked  I  perhaps  ma}'  leave 

A  while,  and  Jiot  reprove  ; 

But  all  the  childien  I  receive, 

I  scourge,  because  I  love. 

4  "If,  therefore,  you  are  left  without 

This  needful  discipline, 
You  might  with  cause  admit  a  doubt, 
If  you,  indeed,  were  mine. 

5  "  Shall  earthly  parents  then  expect 

Their  children  to  submit? 
And  will  not  you,  v.iien  I  correct, 
Be  humbled  at  my  feet? 

6  "  To  please  themselves  they  oft  chastise, 

And  put  their  sons  to  pain  ; 

But  you  are  precious  in  my  eyes, 

And  shall  not  smart  in  vain. 

7  "  I  see  your  hearts  at  present  fill'd 

AVith  grief  and  deep  distress  ; 
But  soon  these  bitter  scenes  shall  yield 
The  fruits  of  righteousness." 

8  Break  through  the   clouds,   dear  Lord   and 

Let  us  perceive  thee  nigh  !  [shine, 

And  to  each  mourning  child  of  thine 
These  gracious  words  apply. 

17  n  J  L.M.  Newton. 

I  U  1      Philadelphia. — Revelation  iii.  7-13. 

1  mHUS  saith  the  Holy  One  and  true, 

1     To  his  beloved  faithful  few, 
"  Of  heaven  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut,  or  open,  as  I  please. 

2  "  I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve  ; 
Though  small  thy  strength,  sincere*  thy  love, 
Go  on,  my  word  and  name  to  own, 

For  none  shall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  "  Before  thee  see  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide,  to  shut  no  more  ; 
Fear  not  temptation's  tiery  day, 
For  I  will  be  thy  strength  and  stay. 

4  "  Thou  hast  my  promise,  hold  it  fiist, 
The  trying  iiour  will  soon  be  past; 
Rejoice,  for,  lo  !  I  quickly  come, 

To  take  thee  to  my  heavenly  home. 


462  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

5  "  A  pillar  there,  no  more  to  move, 
Inscrib'd  with  all  my  names  of  love 
A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  shalt  forever  have  a  place." 

6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 
Prepar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord  : 
Let  him  that  hath  ti:e  ear  of  faitli, 
Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  saith. 

7f\Q  CM.  Cowper. 

4  UO       Qyi^  ^/^g  Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  TiriS  master  taken  from  his  head, 

11    Elisha  saw  him  go, 
And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
"  Ah  !  what  must  Israel  do?" 

2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord  who  lifts 

The  beggar  to  the  throne, 
Nor  knew  that  all  Elijah's  gifts 
Would  soon  be  made  his  own. 

3  What !  when  a  Paul  has  run  his  course, 

Or  when  Apollos  dies, 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource  ? 
And  have  we  no  supplies? 

4  Yes  !  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store, 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

7(^Q  CM.  Newton. 

•  ^^      There  the  Weary  are  at  Rest. 

1  /COURAGE,  my  soul  behold  the  prize 
\_J  The  Savior's  love  provides — 
Eternal  life  beyond  the  skies 

For  all  whom  here  he  guides. 

2  The  wicked  cease  from  troubling  there. 

The  wear}'  are  at  rest ; 
Sorrow,  and  sin,  and  pain,  and  care. 
No  more  approach  the  blest. 

3  A  wicked  world,  and  wicked  heart, 

With  Satan  now  are  join'd  ; 
Each  acts  a  too  successful  part 
In  harassing  my  mind. 

4  But  fighting  in  m}'  Savior's  strength. 

Though  mighty  are  my  foes, 
I  shall  a  conq'ror  be  at  length 
O'er  all  that  can  oppose. 


PRESERVATION  OF  THE  SAINTS  TO  GLORY.      4GJ 

5  Tlien  why,  my  soul,  coraplaiu  or  fear? 
The  crown  of  glory  see  ! 
The  more  I  toil  aud  suffer  here, 
The  sweeter  rest  will  be. 


PKESERVATION  OF  THE  SAINTS  TO 
GLORY. 

'7  7(1  8's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

'  *  ^ Dependance  on  Christ  alone. — 1  Tet.  i.3. 

1  TF  ev^er  it  could  come  to  pass, 

M    That  sheep  of  Christ  might  fall  away, 
My  fickle,  feeble  soul,  alas  ! 
Would  fall  a  thousand  times  a  day  : 
Were  not  thy  love  as  firm  as  free, 
Thou  soon  wouldst  take  it.  Lord,  from  me. 

2  I  on  thy  promises  depend  ; 
At  least  I  to  depend  desire  ; 

That  thou  wilt  love  me  to  the  end  ; 

Be  with  me  in  temptation's  fire  ; 

Wilt  for  me  work,  and  in  me  too, 

And  guide  me  right,  aud  bring  me  through. 

3  No  other  sta}'  have  I  beside  ; 
If  these  can  alter,  I  must  fall ; 
I  look  to  thee  to  be  supplied 

With  life,  with  will,  with  power,  with  all. 
Rich  souls  may  g\ovy  in  their  store, 
But  Jesus  will  relieve  the  poor. 

771  L.  M.  Gadsby's  CoL 

*  *  -*-    Perseverance  (lie  Effect  of  Grace. 
Rom.  iv.  lii. 

1  /^  RACE  is  Jehovah's  sovereign  will, 
XJT  In  an  eternal  covenant  sure  ; 
Which  for  his  seed  he  will  fulfil. 
Longer  than  sun  and  moon  endure. 

2  Grace  is  a  firm  but  friendly  hand, 
Put  forth  by  God  to  save  his  own  ; 

And  by  that  grace,  through  faith,  we  stand, 
Adoring  at  our  Father's  throne. 


464  PKESERVATION   OF   THE 

3  There  grace  its  peaceful  sceptre  wields, 
Coustraining  souls  to  veutiire  near  ; 
There  Christ  his  saving  Spirit  yields, 
To  those  whose  sins  he  deigu'd  to  bear. 

4  Lord,  help  us  on  thj'  grace  to  stand, 
And  every  trial  tirni  endure  ; 
Preserv'd  by  thy  almighty  hand. 
And  by  thy  oath  and  covenant  sure. 

6  Thy  willingness  to  save  tliy  seed, 
Is  as  tliey  stand  in  Christ,  their  Head  : 
No  act  thy  grace  can  supersede. 
For  thine  must  live,  though  they  were  dead. 

6  Thanks,  everlasting  thanks  be  given 
To  God,  to  Christ,  to  matchless  grace  ; 
And  to  that  Uove  who  seals  for  heaven, 
All  Avho  shall  sing  Jehovah's  i^raise. 

779  7's&G's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

*  *  ^         The  Pilgrim.— Reh.  xi.  13-16. 

1  A  MIDST  ten  thousand  dangers, 
j\    Wliich  every wli ere  abound. 
The  pilgrims  and  the  strangers 

Alone  secure  are  found  ; 
For  on  their  Lord  they're  waiting. 

They  seek  Jiim  night  and  day  ; 
His  aid  they're  supplicating 

In  his  appointed  way. 

2  How  signal  are  the  blessings 

My  Savior  has  bestow'd  ; 
He  tauglit  me  wisdom's  lessons, 

Wlien  I  liad  lost  tlie  road. 
From  death  he  hath  me  raised, 

By  his  almighty  power. 
Let  his  great  name  be  praised, 

Both  now  and  evermore. 

3  Through  Christ,  the  Mediator, 

To  God  access  we  find  ; 
The  Spirit's  own  dictator, 

Who  knows  the  Father's  mind. 
Thus  througli  tliis  world  of  trouble 

His  saints  in  safety  go  ; 
They  count  tlie  world  a  bubble. 
All  vanity  below. 
77':>  L.  M.  Gadsby'sCol. 

'  *  ^Choosing  the  Belter  Part. — Luke  x.  42. 
1  "OKSET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
J3  lu  life's  uncertain. path  I  stand; 


SAINTS  TO   GLORY.  465 

Savior  divine,  diflfuse  tliy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart 
To  fix  on  Christ,  my  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 

Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ;     ' 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 


774 


8.  7.  4.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Cast  doion,  yet  hoping  in  God. 
Psalm  xliii.  3-5. 


1  /^  MY  soul !  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
\_/  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  tnrn'd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  ; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  tease  thee,  day  by  day, 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ; 

Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  Avithout  and  from  within  :• 

Jesus  saith,  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 

He  is  faithful, 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

4  Though  distresses  shall  attend  thee, 

And  thou  treadst  the  thorny  road, 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee'; 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  : 

Therefore  praise  him  ; 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  0  that  I  could  now  adore  him. 

Like  the  heavenlj'^  host  above, 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 


775,. 


466  PRESERVATION   OF  THE 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 

Happy  songsters  ! 
^Vhen  shall  I  your  chorus  join? 

P.M.  (iadsby's  Col. 

Jehovah  Nissi'^ — the  Lordmy  Batmei' 
Exod.  xvii.  15. 

1  [~r)Y  whom  was  David  taught 

i>  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow 

When  he  Goliah  fought, 

And  laid  the  Gittite  low  ? 
No  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King, 
Who  sent  him  to  the  fight, 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling. 
And  skill  to  aim  aright ; 

Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 
Because  young  David's  God  is  yours.] 

3  [Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  the  invader's  camp, 
With  arms  of  little  worth — 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 

The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known. 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown.] 

4  Oh  !  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When,  with  a  single  word, 
God  helping  me  to  say, 

"  My  trust  is  in  the  Lord," 
My  soul  has  quel  I'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

6      But  unbelief,  self-will. 

Self-righteousness,  and  pride 

How  often  do  they  steal 

My  weapon  from  my  side  ? 
Yet  David's  Lord  and  Gideon's  Friend, 
Will  help  his  servants  to  the  end. 

77a  C.  M.  Gadsby'sCol. 

1  t  ^Perseverance  desired. — Psalm  cxix.  117. 

1  ~F  ORD,  hast  thou  made  meknow  thy  ways? 

i  J     Conduct  me  in  thy  fear ; 
And  grant  me  such  supplies  of  grace. 
That  I  may  persevere. 

2  Let  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 

Sustain  a  feeble  worm, 
I  shall  escape,  secure  from  harm, 
Amid  the  dreadful  storm. 


SAINTS  TO   GLORY.  467 

3  Be  thoii  my  all-sufficient  Friend, 
Till  all  my  toils  shall  cease  ; 
Guard  me  through  life,  and  let  ni}-  end 
Be  everlasting  peace. 


777 


7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

''My  Beloved  is  Mine,  and  I anxHisy 
Cant.  ii.  16. 

1  /CHRIST  is  mine,  and  I  am  his  ; 

\J  Centre,  source,  and  sum  of  bliss: 
Earth  and  hell  in  vain  combine 
Me  and  Jesus  to  disjoin. 

2  Thou  ni}'^  fortress  art  and  tow'r  ; 
Having  thee  I  want  no  more  : 
Strong  in  th_y  full  strength  I  stand ; 
None  can  i^luck  me  from  thy  hand. 

S  Nothing  in  myself  I  am  ; 
All  I  have  is  in  the  Lamb: 
While  his  face  on  me  doth  shine, 
All  in  heaven  and  earth  is  mine. 

4  In  my  Jesus'  arms  secure, 
To  the  end  I  shall  endure  ; 
Join  with  me,  ye  angels  join ! 
Praise  his  name  in  hymns  divine. 

/77Q  lO's&ll's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

I  I  O  «<  r/ie  mountains  shall  depariy^^  &c. 
Isaiah  liv.  10. 

1  TF  .lesus  is  ours,  we  have  a  true  Friend, 

1    Whose  goodness  endures  the  same  to  the 
end  ; 
Our  comforts  may  vary,  our  frames  maj'  decline; 
We  cannot  miscarry;  our  aid  is  divine. 

2  Though  God  may  delay  to  show  us  his  light, 
And  heaviness  may  endure  for  a  night. 

Yet  joy  in  the  morning  shall  surely  abound  ; 
No  shadow  of  turning  in  Jesus  is  found. 

3  The  hills  may  depart,  and  mountains  remove, 
But  faithful  thou  art,  0  Fountain  of  Love  ! 

The  Father  hath  graven  our  names  on  thy  hands! 
Our  building  in  heaven  eternally  stands. 

4  A  moment  he  hid  the  light  of  his  face, 
Yet  firmly  decreed  to  save  us  by  grace  : 

And  tlio'  he  reprov'd  us,  and  still  ma}' reprove, 
For  ever  he  lov'd  us,  and  ever  will  love. 


468  PRESERTATION  OF  THE 


779 

F 


C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Preservalion. — Psalm  Ixxxix.  2b-34. 


OR  us  tlie  dear  liedeemev  died  ; 
Whj^  are  Ave  then  asham'd? 
We  stand  for  ever  justifi'd, 
And  cannot  be  condemn'd. 

2  Thougli  we  believe  not,  he  is  true  ; 

The  work  is  in  his  liand  ; 
His  gracious  purpose  he  will  do, 
And  all  his  word  shall  stand. 

3  If  once  the  love  of  Christ  we  feel 

Upon  our  hearts  impress'd, 
The  mark  of  that  celestial  seal 
Can  never  be  eras'd ! 

4  The  Lord  Avill  scourge  us  if  we  stray, 

And  wound  us  with  distress  : 
But  he  will  never  take  away 
His  covenant  of  peace. 

5  The  peace  which  Jesus's  blood  secures, 

And  fixes  in  our  hearts. 
To  all  eternity  endures, 
Nor  finally  departs. 

8's.  -Gadsby's  Col. 

Divine  Protection. — Psalm  iii.  3-6. 

SOVEREIGN  Protector  I  have. 
Unseen,  yet  for  ever  at  hand  : 

Unchangeably  faithful  to  save. 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command  ! 

He  smiles,  and  nn^  comforts  abound ; 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend  ; 

And  walls  of  salvation  surround 

The  souls  he  delights  to  defend  ! 

2  Kind  author  and  ground  of  my  hope, 
Thee,  thee  for  my  God  I  avow  ; 
My  glad  PJbenezer  set'  up. 
And  own  thou  hasthelp'd  me  till  now. 
I  muse  on  the  years  that  are  past. 
Wherein  mj'  defence  thou  hast  prov'd; 
Nor  wilt  thou  relinquish  at  last 
A  sinner  so  signally  lov'd  ! 

17  Ql  7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

•  '-^-'-       Safety  in  C/irisLPsalmiii.  1-3. 


780 


^L 


ORD,  how  many  are  my  foes! 
Many  they  that  me  oppose  ! 


SAINTS  TO  GLORY.  469 


Thou  ray  strong  Protector  be  ; 
All  my  safety  is  in  thee. 
Satan  and  my  wicked  heart, 
Often  use  their  treacherous  art! 
Fain  would  make  ray  soul  to  flee  ; 
But  my  safety  is  in  thee. 

Thou  hast  said,  and  thou  art  true, 
"As  I  live,  ye  shall  live  too  :" 
Thou  ray  Eock  wilt  ever  be  ; 
All  my  safety  is  in  thee.    . 

I'm  a  pilgrim  here  below ; 
Guide  me  all  the  desert  through  ; 
Let  me,  as  I  journey,  see 
All  my  safety  is  in  thee. 

Then,  when  landed  on  that  shore, 
Where  my  mind  was  tix'd  before. 
In  sweet  raptures  I  shall  see 
All  my  safety  was  in  thee  ! 


C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

The  Same. — Psalm  cxxxvii.  5. 


782 

1  rriHY  purchas'd  people,  gracious  Lamb, 

I       Thou  never  canst  forget ; 
The  piercing  nails  have  wrote  their  name 
Upon  thy  hands  and  feet ! 

2  Satan,  in  vain,  with  rage  assails 

Thy  dear  peculiar  ones  ; 
For  them  thy  righteousness  avails; 
For  them  thy  blood  atones. 

3  Vainly  against  the  sheep  he  strives, 

And  wars  with  the  Most  High  ; 
Their  glorious  Head  for  ever  lives, 
Nor  can  his  members  die. 

4  Jesus  shall  his  elect  avenge, 

Nor  from  his  own  remove  ; 
Nor  cancel  his  decree,  nor  change 
His  everlasting  love. 

700  8.7.4.  Gadsby's  CoL 

*  ^^        Seeking  Christ.— 3 ohn  x.  28. 

1    TESUS,  Shepherd  of  thy  people, 
fj    Lead  us  through  this  desert  land  ; 
We  are  weak,  and  poor,  and  feeble, 
Yet  we  trust  thy  mighty  hand  ; 

Great  Protector ! 
By  thy  power  alone  we  stand  ! 


784, 


470  PRESERVATION   OF   THE 

2  All  thy  sheep  shaircom^  to  Zion  ; 

With  them  tliou  wilt  never  part : 
Beasts  of  prey,  nor  roaring  lion, 
None  shall  pluck  them  from  thy  heart : 

All  thy  chosen 
Cost  thee  wounds,  and  blood,  and  smart. 

3  In  thy  bosom,  safely  lodged, 

Thine  shall  rest  from  danger  free  ; 
They  shall  never  more  be  judged, 
Nor  shall  condemnation  see  : 

Blessed  Je'sus, 
Let  us  then  rejoice  in  thee. 

ll's  &  8's.        Gadsby's  Col. 
Tlie  righteous  shall  hold  on  his  way.^' 
Job  xvii.  9. 

1  '\7'E  pilgrims  of  Zion,  and  chosen  of  God, 

JL      Whose  spirits  are  fiU'd  witli  dismay. 
Since  ye  have  eternal  redemjitionthro'  blood, 
Ye  cannot  but  hold  on  your  way. 

2  As  Jesus,  in  covenant  love,  did  engage 

A  fulness  of  grace  to  displa}', 
The  powers  of  darkness  in  malice  may  rage, 
The  righteous  shall  hold  on  his  way. 

3  This  truth,  like  its  Author,  eternal  shall  stand, 

Though  all  things  in  nature  decay; 
Upheld  by  Jehovah's  omnipotent  hand. 
The  righteous  shall  hold  on  his  way. 

4  They  may  on  the  main  of  temptation  be  toss'd; 

Their  sorrows  may  swell  as  the  sea  ; 

But  none  of  the  ransom'd  shall  ever  be  lost; 

The  righteous  shall  hold  on  his  way. 

5  Surrounded  with  sorrows,  tenlptations,  and 

cares. 
This  truth  with  delight  we  survey. 
And  sing,  as  we  pass  thro'  this  valley  of  tears, 
The  righteous  shall  hold  on  his  way. 

'JQ^  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

t  OO        jifig  Security  of  the  Saints. 

1  'T'TTITH  Christ  in  God  your  life  is  hid  : 

W    These  words  at  once  thy  fears  forbid  ; 
For  he  must  God  himself  dethrone. 
Who  takes  that  life,  with  Jesns  one. 

2  Though  but  a  spark,  'tis  heav'nly  fire, 
May  dwindle  oft,  but  ne'er  expire, 


SAINTS  TO  GLORY.  471 

Till  brighter  than  the  solar  rays; 
It  shines  through  everlasting  days. 

3  Earth,  hell,  and  sin,  that  hateful  name, 
Together  strive  to  quench  the  same  ; 
Yet  still  it  burns,  his  ])ower  to  show, 
In  spite  of  all  that  hell  can  do. 

4  God  is  its  shield,  he  guards  it  well, 
"When  tempests  rise,  and  billows  swell ; 
'Tis  hid  by  God,  where  none  but  he 

By  his  omniscient  eye  can  see. 

6  'T*is  that  blest  hope  that  never  dies, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  hell  it  lies  ; 

'Twill  flourish  and  immortal  be, 

When  death  is  lost  in  victory. 
6  Shall  this,  0  christian,  make  thee  say, 

I'll  serve  my  lust,  and  from  thee  stray? 

Nay  rather  thus,  my  God,  to  thee 

Let  every  power  devoted  be. 

'7Qf\  ll's.  Sonnets. 

I  OU        jffg  hatelh  Putting  Axoay. 

1  T"  ET  Zion  rejoice,  and  exultingly  sing 

I  J  An  anthem  of  praise  unto  Jesus  her  King: 
Ye    blood-redeem'd  sinners,  come  join  the 

sweet  lay. 
For  Jesus,  Jehovah,  hates  putting  away. 

2  In  love  everlasting  betroth'd  to  his  bride, 
This  union  eternal  can  ne'er  be  untied. 
Nor  ever  be  broken,  wax  old,  and  decay, 
Foi"  Jesus  the  Savior  hates  putting  away. 

3  When  man  by  transgression  from  Eden  was 

drove, 
This  fair  one  he  lov'd  with  immutable  love  ; 
Though  sin  there  abounded,  yet  grace  bore 

the  sway, 
For  Jesus  hates  putting  his  fair  one  away. 

4  When  captive  by  Satan,  all  praises  to  God, 
Her  ransom  he  paid  with  his  own  precious 

blood  ; 
Her  sins  were  all  sunk  in  the  depth  of  the  sea, 
And  love  everlasting  hates  putting  away. 

5  Backsliders  from  Jesus,  on  husks  who   have 

fed,  [bread ; 

Return  and  partake  of  the  children's  own 
Thinknothe'U  rejectthee  or  spurn  at  thy  plea, 
For  Jesus  hates  putting  backsliders  away. 


787 


472  PRESERVATION  OF  THE 

6  Though  Satan  should  urge,  there's  no  pardon 

for  you, 
For  God  to  such  rebels  no  mercy  will  shew  ; 
Eely  on  his  Son,  be  your  sins  as  they  may, 
For  Jesus  hates  putting  poor  sinners  away. 

7  Then  sing  unto  Jesus,  the  fountain  of  grace, 
Ten  thousand  hosannas,  ye  blood-redeem'd 

race ;  [day, 

Let  loud  acclamations  of  praise  crown  the 
For  Jesus  hates  putting  the  vilest  away. 

C.  M.  Sonnets. 

And  the  Lord  shut  him  in. — Gen.  vii.  16. 

1  XTrHEX  Noah,  with  his  favor'd  few, 

Y  V    Was  ordered  to  embark  ; 
Eight  human  souls,  a  little  crew, 
Enter 'd  on  board  his  ark. 

2  Tho'  ev'ry  part  he  might  secure 

With  bar  or  bolt,  or  pin  ; 
To  make  the  preservation  sure, 
Jehovah  shut  him  in. 

3  The  waters  then  might  swell  their  tides. 

The  billows  rage  and  roar  ; 
They  could  not  stave  th'  assaulted  sides 
Nor  burst  the  batter'd  door.  ^ 

4  So  souls,  that  upon  Christ  believe, 

Quiclven'd  by  vital  faith. 
Eternal  life  at  once  receive, 
And  never  shall  see  death. 

6  In  his  own  heart  the  Christian  puts 
No  trust ;  but  builds  his  hopes 
On  liim  that  opes,  a  id  no  man  shuts, 
And_  shuts,  and  no  man  opes. 

6  In  Christ  his  ark  he  safely  rides, 
Not  wreck'd  by  death  nor  sin  ; 
How  is  it  he  so  safe  abides? 
The  Lord  has  shut  him  in. 
700  P.  M.  Sonnets. 

I  UU  j^fiQn  }ia<ii  guided  them  in  thy  strength 

unto  thy  holy  habitation. — Exod.  xv.  13. 
1      "l\/riSTAKEN  men  may  brawl 
JJ/JL  Against  the  grace  of  God, 
And  threat  with  final  fall 
The  purchase  of  his  blood  ; 
But,  tho'  the}'  own  the  Savior's  name, 
From  him  such  gospel  never  came. 


SAINTS  TO  GLORY.  473 

Shall  babes  in  Christ,  bereft 
Of  God's  rich  gift  of  faith, 
Be  to  their  own  will  left, 
And  sin  the  sin  of  death? 
Shall  any  child  of  God  be  lost. 
And  Satan  cheat  the  Holy  Ghost? 

Dark  unbelief  and  pride, 

With  Phari^iaic  zeal, 
We  lay  you  all  aside. 
And  trust  a  surer  seal. 
We  rest  our  souls  on  Jesus'  word,- 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord. 

Led  forth  by  God's  free  grace, 

And  guided  in  his  pow'r, 
We  reach  his  holy  place. 
And  live  for  ever  more. 
'Twas  this  place  Moses  had  in  view ; 
Of  this  he  sang,  and  we  sing  too. 


789 


8. 6.  Sonnets. 

Saints  taken  care  of. 


1  TTOW  watchful  is  our  guardian  Lord, 

11    How  sweet  his  providence  and  word 

To  children  that  believe  ! 
Your  very  hairs  are  nuniber''d  all, 
Kot  one  by  force  or  chance  can  fall 
Without  your  Father's  leave. 

2  Why  should  I  fear,  when  guarded  so ; 
Or  shrink  to  meet  a  deadly  foe  ! 

His  mouth  is  held  with  bit ; 
I  need  not  dread  his  utmost  spite, 
Nor  can  he  bark,  nor  can  he  bite, 

Unless  the  Lord  permit. 

3  No  cross  or  bliss,  no  loss  or  gain. 
No  health  or  sickness,  ease  or  pain. 

Can  give  themselves  a  birth  ; 
The  Lord  so  rules  by  his  command, 
Nor  good  nor  ill  can  stir  a  hand. 

Unless  he  sends  them  forth. 

4  Since  thou  so  kind  and  watchful  art. 

To  guard  my  head,  and  guard  my  heart. 

And  guard  my  very  hair  ; 
Teach  me  with  Child-like  mind  to  sit 
And  sing  at  my  dear  Savior's  feet 

Without  distrust  or  fear. 


474  PRESERVATION   OF   THE 

5  So,  like  a  pilgrim  let  me  Tvait, 
Contented  well  in  every  state, 

Till  all  my  warfare  ends ; 
Keep  in  a  calm  and  cheerful  mood, 
And  find  that  all  things  work  for  good. 
Whic'i  Jesus  kindly  sends. 

I  ^^  2' he  foundation  of  God  standelh  Sure. 

1  "VrTHEN  from  the  truth  professors  turn, 

W    Jesus  reject  and  mercy  spurn  ; 
To  Zion,  God  his  truth  shall  show, 
That  with  his  wheat  the  tares  shall  grow. 

2  He  knows  the  number  and  the  names, 
Whom  Christ  redeem'd  from  vengeful  flames ; 
Nor  shall  the  fall  of  sinners  make 

The  base  of  mercj^'s  building  shake. 

3  Tho'  twice  ten  thousand  sinners  go 
Down  to  the  shades  of  endless  wo  ; 
His  love,  from  all  mutation  free. 
The  guard  of  his  elect  shall  be. 

4  To  fall  from  thence,  as  God  is  true, 
No  sinner  shall,  whom  he  foreknew  ; 
Or  till  his  hand  shall  once  deface 
The  ancient  records  of  his  grace. 

5  From  Jesus,  neither  fire  nor  flood 
Shall  rend  the  purchase  of  his  blood  ; 
Whom  he  redeem'd  with  him  shall  rise, 
To  fill  a  mansion  in  the  skies. 

ma  Sonnets. 

The  End  of  the  Law. 

1  T  ET  those  who  inhabit  the  Rock, 
JLj  And  out  of  his  fulness  receive. 
Proclaim  him  the  tow'r  of  the  flock. 

Still  precious  to  them  that  believe  : 
Our  prophet,  our  ])riest  and  our  king, 

'Tis  life  everlasting  to  know  ; 
His  blood  and  hi-  merits  we  sing, 

For  Christ  is  the  end  of  the  law. 

2  'Tis  here,  when  with  sorrows  oppress'd, 

Believers  in  Jesus  should  flee  ; 
For  those  that  are  weary,  here's  rest 

For  sin-burden'd  sinners  like  me  : 
If  justice  pursues  thee  for  i>lood, 

His  righteousness  stands  without  flaw; 
And  he  that  redeem'd  thee  to  God, 

Is  Jesus,  the  end  of  the  law. 


SAINTS  TO   GLORY.  475 

3  The  types  and  the  shadows  are  fled, 

Witli  all  that  prediction  foretold  , 
Since  Jesus  on  Calvary  bled, 

His  sheep  shall  return  to  the  fold  : 
Shall  build  upon  him  as  a  Rock, 

Nor  fear,  when  the  tempests  shall  blow, 
And  nothing  the  building  shall  shock, 
For  Christ  is  the  end  of  the  law. 

4  How  sweet  and  delightful  the  strain, 

Salvation  by  grace  to  repeat ; 
Shall  sinners  redeemed  e'er  refrain, 

Who  stand  thus  in  Jesus  complete? 
From  him  as  the  F'ountain  of  life, 

His  saints  their  o/cistence  shall  draw. 
And  live,  tho'  encompass'd  with  strife  ; 

For  Christ  is  the  end  of  the  law. 

7Q9  CM.  Watts. 

I  O -J      The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety. 

1  TTXSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

ij    And  firm  as  mountains  be, 

Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest. 

That  leans,  0  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground,     . 
As  those  eternal  arras  of  love 
That  every  saint  surround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compassion  shall  allay 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere. 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  Paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

70 Q  S.  M.  Watts. 

I  ^^The  SainVs  Trial  and  Safety  ;  or,  mode- 
rated Afflictions. 

1  "IT^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

P     That  rest  their  souls  on  God  ; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 

The  city's  sacred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 


476  FBESEKVATIOX  OF  THE 

3  Wliat  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chastising  stroke, 
Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep,_ 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those 

Whose  faith  and  filial  fear, 
Whose  hope,  and  love,  and  every  grace 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage, 

Too  long  oppress  the  saint ; 
The  God  of  Israel  will  support 
His  children  lest  they  faint. 

704,  S.  M.  Watts. 

*  "^^      Preserving  Grace. — Jude  24,  25. 

1  ^f^O  God  the  only  wise, 

I     Our  Savior  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel,  and  his  care. 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  his  saints 
Unblemished  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty. 
And  everlasting  songjs. 

7Q^  L.  M.  Watts. 

*  '^'^  The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  ^TAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  otf  thy  fears, 
io  And  gird  the  gospel  armor  ou, 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy 
Where  thy  great  Captain-Savior's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes. 
Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross. 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 


SAINTS  TO   GLORY.  477 

3  What  though  the  prhice  of  darkness  rage, 
And  waste  the  fary  ofliis  spite, 
Eternal  chains  coufiue  hiiu  down 

'  To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night. 

4  What  though  thine  inward  lusts  rebel, 
'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life ; 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 
Shall  slaj-  thy  sins  and  end  thy  strife. 

6  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
Press  forward  to  the  lieavenly  gate, 
There  peace  and, joy  eternal  reign,' 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triura])h  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  tlie  armies  in  tlie  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

70^        .  L.  M.  Stenuett, 

I  t7vj  Perseverance  Desired. 

1  "TESUS,  my  Snior  and  my  God, 

•J    Thou  hast  redeemed  me  with  thy  blood  ; 
By  ties,  both  natural  and  divine, 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be,  thine. 

2  But,  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart. 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate  ; 
The  guilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate  : 
And  3'et,  so  mighty  are  my  foes, 

I  dare  not  trust  my  w"armest  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord  ! 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
O  steel  this  tim'rous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears. 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  ; 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  ])roclaim 

,  The  honors  of  the  Christian  name. 

C.  M.  Primitive. 

The  Same. 


797 


1  ~rX  one  harmonious,  cheerful  song, 
I    Ye  happy  saints,  combine 
Loud  let  it  sound  from  ev-ivy  tongue — 
The  Savior  is  divine. 


478  PBESERVATION   OF   THE 

2  The  least,  the  feeblest  of  the  sheep 

To  him  the  Father  gave  ; 
Kind  is  his  heart  the  charge  to  keep, 
And  strong  Jiis  arm  to  save. 

3  That  hand  which  heaven  and  earth  sustains, 

And  bars  the  gates  of  hell. 
And  rivets  Satan  dowii  in  chains, 
Shall  guard  his  chosen  well. 

4  Now  let  the  infernal  lion  roar — 

How  vain  his  threats  appear ! 
When  he  can  match  Jehovah's  power, 
I  will  begin  to  fear. 

'JQQ  L.  M.  Primitive. 

too     rpj^Q  righteous  shall  not  be  utterly  cast 

down. 

1  A  LTHOUGH  the  righteous  man  may  fal^ 
J^JL  In  deep  distress,  his  soul  iathrali, 
God,  in  his  j^recious  word,*has  shown 

He  can't  be  utterly  cast  down. 

2  For  Christ,  the  Lord,  with  his  own  hand, 
Engages  he  shall  ever  stand  ; 

He's  given  his  word  to  hold  him  up. 
Nor  can  he  want  a  better  prop. 

3  All  worlds  are  his,  the  sun  and  moon 
May  be  dissolved,  and  fall,  as  soon 
As  those  may  fail  to  see  his  face 

Whom  he's  renewed,  and  saved  by  grace. 

4  Come,  saints,  come  join  and  sing  his  praise, 
For  such  displays  of  glorious  grace  ; 

He  will  our  names  delight  to  own, 
Before  his  heavenly  Father's  throne. 

YOQ  CM.  Primitive. 

I  UO      j-;,^  Christian  safe  in  Christ. 

1  ?nnWAS  when  the  seas,  with  horrid  roar, 

1     A  little  barque  assailed. 
And  pallid  fear,  with  uAvful  power, 
O'er  each  on  board  prevailed. 

2  Save  one,  the  captain's  darling  child, 

Who  fearless  viewed  the  storm, 
And  plaj-ful,  with  composure  smiled 
At  danger's  threatening  form. 

3  '  Why  sporting  thus,'  a  seaman  cries, 

'  While  sorrows  overwhelm?' 
'  W\^y  yield  to  grief?'  the  boy  replies, 
*  My  father's  at  the  helm  !' 


SAINTS  TO   GLORY.  479 

4  Poor  doubting  soul,  from  hence  be  taught 

How  groundless  is  thy  fear  ; 
Tliink  what  the  power  of  Christ  hath  wrought. 
And  he  is  ever  near. 

6  Safe  in  his  hand,  whom  seas  obey 
"VMien  swelling  surges  rise, 
He  turns  the  darkest  night  to  day, 
And  brightens  lowering  skies. 

6  Then  upward  look,  howe'er  distrest, 
Jesus  will  guide  thee  home, 
To  that  eternal  port  of  rest 
Where  storms  shall  never  come. 

Q AA  L.  M. 

*^^^       We  rely  on  God  our  Father. 

1  "DEXEATH  a  num'rous  train  of  ills, 
J3  Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail ; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  ev'ry  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

2  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 

On  thee  we  cast  our  heavy  cares, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

3  Our  Father,  God,  to  thee  we  look ; 
Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend  ; 
And  on  thy  cov'nant  love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

O^  J-  It  is  Well. 

1  XT  Shall  be  well,  let  Zion  know, 

I    With  those  who  love  the  Lord  ; 
His  saints  have  always  found  it  so 
When  resting  on  his  word. 

2  Peace,  then,  ye  chasten'd  sons  of  God, 

Whj^  let  your  sorrows  swell? 
Wisdom  directs  our  Father's  rod — ■ 
His  word  says,  it  is  well. 

5  Tho'  you  may  trials  sharp  endure, 

From  sin,  or  death,  or  hell ; 
Your  heav'nly  Father's  love  is  sure, 
And,  therefore,  it  is  well. 

4  Soon  will  your  sorrows  all  be  o'er. 

And  you  shall  sweetly  tell, 
On  heaven's  calm  and  pleasant  shore, 
That  all  at  last  is  well. 


480  PRESEBVATION   OF  THE 

q AO  L.  M. 

ijyjZj  p^y^(j^i  xriumph. 

1  /"^OME,  saints,  and  shont  the  Savior's  praise 
\J  To  liim  your  grateful  tribute  bring  ; 
Let  angels  hear  the  notes  you  raise, 

And  strike  their  golden  harps  and  sing. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  heavenly  throne, 
And  laid  his  splendid  robes  aside, 
Put  all  our  mortal  weakness  on, 

And  groan'd,  and  labor'd,  wept  and  died. 

3  Now  lift  your  songs  to  nobler  strains, 
High  let  your  ardent  passions  soar; 
See,  where  the  great  Redeemer  reigns, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven  adore. 

4  He  comes  again  -  a  mighty  cloud 
Bears  him  in  sacred  triumph  down  ; 
The  trumpet  sounds  its  summons  loud, 
And  angels  shout  his  high  renown. 

5  From  realms  of  death,  beneath  the  ground, 
The  saints,  in  countless  millions,  rise  ; 
While  seraphs  stand  admiring  round, 

And  view  the  change  with  vast  siirprise. 

6  Hail,  might}^  Prince  ;  thy  kingdom  now, 
Tiiy  bliss  and  triumph  are  complete  ; 
To  thee  the  ransom'd  myriad  bow. 
And  lay  their  glories  at  thy  feet. 

Q/)0  L.  P.  M. 

^^'*^       Confidence  in  the  Mediator. 

1  ~\XTHEN  gath'ring  clouds  around  I  view, 

Y  V    And  diiys  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienc'd  ev'rj^  human  pain  ; 
He  feels  my  griefs,  he  sees  x\\y  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  ni}^  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray. 
From  heav'nly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fl}'  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do  ; 

Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise. 
And,  sore  dismay 'd,  my  spirit  dies  ; 
Then  he  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sick'niug  anguish  of  despair,  • 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 


REST  FOR  THE  WEARY.  481 


REST  FOR  THE  WEARY. 

QAJ_  7's.  Newton. 

^^^  Rest  for  Weary  Souls.— liatt.  xi.  28. 

1  T^OES  the  gospel  word  proclaim 

I  }  Rest  for  those  who  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  put  in  thy  claim ; 
Sure,  that  promise  speaks  to  thee. 
Mai'ks  of  grace  I  cannot  show ; 
All  polluted  is  my  breast ; 
Yet  I  weary  am,  I  know, 
And  the  weary  long  for  rest ! 

2  Bnrden'd  with  a  load  of  sin  ; 
Harass'd  witii  tormenting  doubt ; 
Hourly  conflicts  from  within; 
Hourly  crosses  from  without : 
All  my  little  strength  is  gone ; 
Sink  I  must  without  supplj'' ; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  there's  none 
Can  more  weary  be  than  I ! 

3  In  the  ark  the  weary  dove 
Found  a  welcome  resting  place, 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 
Rest  in  Christ,  the  ark  of  grace, 
Tempest-toss'd  I  long  have  been, 
And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord,  and  take  me  in, 
Till  the  storm  be  overpast. 

QA^  8.8.6.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Ov'J    Tjie  Sabbath.— Bent.  v.  14, 15. 

1  /~^  OD  thus  commanded  Jacob's  seed, 
xJT  When,  from  Egyptian  bondage  freed. 

He  led  them  by  the  way  : 
"  Remember,  with  a  mighty  hand 
I  brought  thee  forth  from  Pharaoh's  land ; 

Then  keep  my  Sabbath  Day." 

2  In  six  days  God  made  heaven  and  earth  ; 
Gave  all  the  various  creatures  birth, 

And  from  his  working  ceas'd  ; 
These  days  to  labor  he  applied  ; 
The  seventh  he  bless'd  and  sanctified, 

And  call'd  the  day  of  rest. 
]() 


482  BEST   FOR  THE  WEARY. 

3  To  all  God's  people  now  remains 

*  A  Sabbatisra,  a  rest  from  pains, 

And  works  of  slavish  kind  : 
When  tired  with  toil,  and  faint  throngh  fear, 
The  child  of  God  can  enter  here, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  To  this,  by  faith,  he  oft  retreats  ; 
Bondage  and  labor  quite  forgets, 

And  bids  his  cares  adieu  ; 
Slides  softly  into  promised  rest, 
Reclines  his  head  on  Jesus'  breast, 

And  proves  the  Sabbath  true. 

5  This,  and  this  only,  is  the  way 
To  rightly  keep  the  Sabbath  Day, 

Which  God  has  holy  made. 
All  keepers  that  come  short  of  this. 
The  substance  of  the  Sabbath  miss, 

And  grasp  an  empty  shade. 

QA/^  L.  M.         Gadsby'sCol. 

OUU         2he  Believer^ s  Tr^easure. 
Col.  i.  5,  6  ;  Matt.  vi.  21. 

1  TN  heaven  my  choicest  treasure  lies, 

I    My  hopes  are  placed  above  the  skies; 
'Tis  Christ,  the  bright  and  morning  star. 
Draws  my  affections  from  afar. 

2  0  that  my  anxious  mind  were  free 
From  this  vile  tenement  of  clay. 
That  I  might  view  the  immortal  word, 
And  live  and  reign  Avith  Christ  my  Lord. 

3  Then  should  I  see,  and  feel,  and  know, 

•  What  'tis  to  rest  from  sin  and  woe  ; 
And  all  ray  soul  be  tun'd  to  sing 
The  praises  due  to  Christ  my  King. 

4  Hail,  blessed  time  !  Lord,  bid  me  come, 
And  enter  my  celestial  hoiae, 

And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  breast, 
In  seas  of  unmolested  rest. 

9,07  ^^^^' 

^^  *  The  Land  of  Best. 

1  /~\  LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, 
\_/  When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 

And  dwell  with  Olirist  at  home ! 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know. 

No  peaceful  sheltering  dome — 


REST   FOR  THE  WEARY.  483 

This  world's  a  wilderness  of  wo, 
This  world  is  uot  my  home. 

3  To  .Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest, 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 

And  fl}^  for  succor  to  his  breast, 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 

4  I  should  at  once  have  quit  the  field, 

Where  foes  and  fury  roam; 
But  ah  !  my  passport  was  not  seal'd, 
I  could  not  yet  go  home. 

5  When  by  affliction  sharply  tried, 

I  view  the  gaping  tomb, 
Although  T  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 
Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 

6  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round. 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom  ; 
1  long  to  leave  the  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


808 

F 


L.  M.  Sonnets. 

The  SainVs  Everlasting  Best. 

OR  weary  saints  a  rest  remains, 
In  heaven,  from  all  their  toil  and  pains  ; 
Where  seas  of  joy  eternal  flow, 
Without  a  taint  of  mortal  woe. 

2  There,  they,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free,        * 
Shall  spend  a  long  eternity  ; 

No  more  to  strive  with  flesh  and  blood, 
But  cease  from  sin,  and  rest  in  God. 

3  Eternal  love  this  rest  ordained. 

To  soothe  the  breast  with  sorrows  pain'd, 
And  fold  his  lambs  from  harm  secure, 
Long  as  eternal  years  endure. 

4  A  rest  from  all  the  infernal  strife 
That  here  attends  this  mortal  life  ; 
Sin,  death,  and  hell  for  ever  gone, 
No  more  they  gird  the  armor  on. 

5  This  rest  prepar'd  they  shall  attain. 
For  God  will  ne'er  his  honor  stain  ; 
He  stands  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 
His  Israel's  cov'nant  God  to  be. 

6  Oh  !  sacred  rest,  for  thee  we  groan. 
And  bid  the  wheels  of  time  roll  on, 
To  bring  that  hour,  when  we  shall  rise 
To  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


484  BEST  FOR  THE  WEAEY. 

7  Immortal  love  shall  then  repay 
The  transient  sorrows  of  the  way  ; 
And  Jesus'  name  swell  ev'ry  song, 
A  whole  eternity  along. 

Q()Q  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

OVtJ  My  soul  ihirstethfor  thee  in  a  dry  and 
barren  land,  ichere  no  water  is. — Psalm,  Ixii.l. 

1  "^XTHERE  mast  a  weary  sinner  go, 

\  V    But  to  the  sinner's  friend  ? 
He  only  can  relieve  my  woe, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  end. 

2  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  my  resting  place  ; 

The  promised  laud  I  see, 
And  long  to  live  upon  thy  grace, 
And  lose  myself  in  thee. 

3  A  glimpse  of  thee,  and  thy  sweet  store, 

Thou  dost  to  me  impart ; 
But  kindly  shew  me  more  and  more, 
Till  thou  dost  fill  my  heart. 

4  The  wilderness  I  cannot  bear. 

So  far  from  thee  to  stand  ; 
Nor  yet  from  Pisgah's  top  to  stare, 
Upon  the  promis'd  land. 

5  I  want  to  eat  and  drink  my  fill 

Of  Canaan's  milk  and  wine  ;  • 
•  Let  Moses  die  upon  the  hill, 
And  I  be  wholly  thine. 

6  'Tis  self,  that  legal  thing  and  base, 

Which  keeps  me  from  my  rest ; 
Me  from  myself  let  Christ  release, 
And  soon  I  shall  be  blest. 

QT  0  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

*-^-^^  Satan  Dispossessed,  or  the  Demoniac 
Healed. 

1  /~iOME  see  the  man  at  Jesus'  feet, 
\J  By  Satan  long  possessed  ; 

What  place  for  tempted  souls  so  sweet, 
'Tis  here  the  weary  rest. 

2  Among  the  tombs  he  naked  ran, 

For  Legion  was  his  name  ; 
But  Jesus  bade  the  fiends  be  gone, 
When  forth  tlie  devils  came. 

3  What  voice  but  thine,  thou  sov'reign  Lord, 

Such  wonders  could  perform ; 


REST  FOR  THE  WEARY.  485 

'Twas  this  the  dead  to  life  restored, 
And  quell'd  the  raging  storm. 

4  Now  tranquil  as  the  summer  seas, 

That  kiss  the  peaceful  shore  ; 
His  body  clothed,  his  mind  at  ease. 
And  devils  tempt  no  more. 

5  Now  Lord,  the  tempter's  power  defeat. 

And  tempted  souls  sustain  ; 
Put  every  foe  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  reign,  for  ever  reign. 


811 


8. 6.  Sonnets. 

Heaven  a  Resting  Place. 


'O 


BLEST  abode  !  and  happy  they 
Who  are  at  rest  in  endless  day, 
Before  the  Savior's  face  ; 
As  nothing  there  can  them  annoy, 
Or  interrupt  their  sweet  employ, 
Of  singing  songs  of  grace. 

2  There  they,  enwrapt  in  glorious  rays. 
Can  shout  and  sing  Jehovah's  praise, 

And  never,  never  tire  ; 
Nor  can  a  single  jarring  note, 
Be  heard  from  any  war b 'ling  throat. 

In  all  that  vast  empire. 

3  Nor  can  disease  infest  that  ground, 
Or  sin  and  sorrow  once  be  found, 

So  near  the  throne  of  God  ; 
But  joy,  and  peace,  and  lasting  rest, 
Dwell  undisturb'd  in  ev'ry  breast. 
All  through  that  bright  abode. 

4  And  0  may  we  both  shout  and  sing. 
Ere  long,  the  praises  of  our  king. 

In  an  immortal  strain  : 
And  should  we  there  together  meet, 
And  worship  at  the  Savior's  feet, 

We  ne'er  shall  part  again. 

5  But  shall  through  endless  ages  shine, 
And  look  all  glorious  and  divine. 

In  vestments  white  and  clean  ; 
And  then  around  Jehovah's  throne, 
We  all  shall  know  as  we  are  known, 

And  see  as  we  are  seen. 


486  BEST  FOR  THE  WEARY. 

Ql  9  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^-'-'^  liclurn  unto  thy  Best,  0  my  Soul. 

1  ~\X7"HY,  0  my  soul,  art  thou  dismay'd, 

W     Why  in  those  tents  of  sorrow  groan, 
On  what  have  thy  fond  hopes  been  stay'd, 
Still  seeking  rest,  but  finding  none  ? 

2  Rest  in  the  promise  God  hath  spoke, 

In  all  things  order'd  well  for  thee  ; 
Whose  sacred  words  he'll  ne'er  revoke. 
Nor  alter  his  profound  decree. 

3  Rest  in  the  oath  that  he  hath  swore, 

Firm  as  his  throne  the  same  shall  prove  ; 
'Twill  stand  when  time  shall  be  no  more. 
And  run  co-eval  with  his  love. 

4  Rest  in  the  Spirit's  work  within, 

When  thou  canst  read  thy  interest  there. 
In  true  contrition  wrought  for  sin, 
Or  fervent  love,  or  filial  fear. 

5  Yet  still  should  sorrow  tear  thy  breast. 

Thy  mind  still  sinking  in  despair  ; 
Then  in  that  promise  strive  to  rest 
That  stands  from  all  conditions  clear. 

6.  'Tis  good  to  cast  an  anchor  here, 

And  patient  Avait,  till  thou  shalt  see 
Thy  hopes  for  heav'n,  more  bright  and  clear, 
Blest  with  a  surer  prophecy. 
7  Still  thou  has  sought,  bur  sought  in  vain, 
No  rest  or  ease  thy  soul  can  see  ; 
Yet  endless  bliss  and  joys  remain, 
And  everlasting  rest  for  thee. 

Ql  O  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

0^'~*  Christ  a  Refuge  from  the  Storm. 

1  /"^  REAT  Rock,  for  weary  trav'lers  made, 
VDT  When  storms  of  sin  infest  the  soul  ; 
Here  let  me  rest  my  weary  head 

When  light'nings  blaze,  and  thunders  roll. 

2  Within  the  clifts  of  his  dear  side. 

There  all  his  saints  in  safety  dwell ; 
And  what  from  Jesus  shall  divide  ? 
Not  all  the  rage  of  earth  or  hell. 

3  Blest  with  the  pardon  of  her  sin. 

My  soul  beneath  thy  shade  would  lie, 
And  sing  the  love  that  took  me  in, 
And  others  left  in  sin  to  die. 


814, 


BEST  FOR  THE  -WTEARY.  487 

4  0  sacred  covert,  from  the  beams 

That  on  the  weary  trav'ler  beat, 
How  welcome  are  thy  shade  and  streams, 
How  blest,  how  sacred,  and  liow  sweet! 

5  And  when  that  awful  storm  takes  place, 

That  hurls  destruction  far  and  near, 
My  soul  shall  refuge  in  thy  grace. 
And  take  her  glorious  shelter  there. 

6  To  shake  this  rock  thy  saints  are  in, 

Tempest  or  storm  shall  ne'er  prevail ; 
'Twill  stand  the  blast  of  hell  and  sin, 
An  anchor  sure  within  the  veil. 

L.  M.  Watts 

-Humility  and  Pride. — Matt.  xi.  28-30. 

1  ^/^OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

v_y  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come, 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me ; 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
"  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck. 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand. 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

Ql  K  L.  M.  Watts 

(^  X  o     J.  Psalm  for  the  Gospel  Pay. 

1  O  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
lO  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  : 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  couusels !  how  divine ! 


488  BEST  FOB  THE  WEABT. 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  'till  thy  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

6  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part 
"When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  ray  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 
M}'  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
Q~\  fi  CM.  Newton. 

~_~  The  Lord  the  Portion  of  his  People. 

1  "TT^ROM  east  to  west  let  others  roam, 
JC     And  search  iu  vain  for  bliss  ; 

My  soul  is  satisfied  at  home; 
The  Lord  my  portion  is. 

2  Jesus,  who  on  his  glorious  throne 

Rules  heaven,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
Is  pleased  to  claim  me  for  his  own. 
And  give  himself  to  me. 

3  His  person  fixes  all  my  love, 

His  blood  removes  my  fear  ; 
And  while  he  fills  his  throne  above, 
His  arm  preserves  me  here. 

4  His  word  of  promise  is  my  food. 

The  Spirit  is  my  guide  ; 
Thus  daily  is  my  strength  renew'd. 
And  all  my  wants  su|>plied. 

5  For  him  I  count  as  gal  i  each  loss, 

Disgrace  for  him  renown  ; 
Well  may  I  glory  in  his  cross, 
While  he  prepares  my  crown! 

6  Let  worldlings  then  indulge  their  boast. 

How  much  they  gain  or  spend  ; 
Their  joys  must  soon  give  up  the  ghost, 
But  mine  shall  know  no  end. 
Q]  7  .    C.  M.  Cowper. 

^-^  *  Contentment. 

1    li^ffiRCE  passions  discompose  the  mind, 
J?    As  tempests  vex  the  sea ; 


REST  FOR  THE  ■V7EARY.  489 

But  calm  content  and  peace  avc  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  turn  to  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason  and  by  rule 

We  try  to  bend. the  will ; 
For  none  but  in  the  Savior's  school 
Can  learn  the  heavenly  skill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  ray  soul  hath  sat 

His  gracious  words  to  hear, 
Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  care. 

4  "  Art  thou  a  sinner,  soul  ?"  he  said, 

"  Then  how  canst  thou  complain  ? 
How  light  their  troubles  here,  if  weigh'd 
With  everlasting  pain ! 

6  "  If  thou  of  murm'ring  wouldst  be  cur'd, 
Compare  thy  griefs  with  mine  ; 
Think  what  my  love  for  thee  endur'd, 
And  thou  wilt  not  repine. 

6  "  'Tis  I  appoint  thy  daily  lot, 

And  I  do  all  things  well ; 
Thou  soon  shalt  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
And  rise  with  me  to  dwell. 

7  "  In  life  my  grace  shall  strength,  supply, 

Proportion'd  to  thy  day 
At  death  thou  still  shalt  iind  me  nigh 
To  wipe  thy  tears  away.*" 

8  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days 

In  vain  repining  spent, 
Taught  in  my  Savior's  school  of  graCe, 
Have  learn'd  to  be  content. 


818 


C.  M.  Newton. 

Supplies  in  the  Wilderness. 


1  TXrHEN  Israel,  by  divine  command, 

YV    The  pathless  desert  trod. 
They  found,  though  'twas  a  barren  land 
A  sure  resource  in  God. 

2  A  cloudy  pillar  mark'd  their  road, 

And  screen'd  them  from  the  heat ; 
From  the  hard  rock  the  water  flow'd, 
And  manna  was  their  meat. 

3  Like  them,  we  have  a  rest  in  view, 

Secure  from  adverse  powers  ; 
Like  them,  we  pass  a  desert  too ; 
And  Israel's  God  is  ours. 


490  .  REST   FOR  THE  WEARY. 

4  Yes,  in  this  barren  wilderness, 
He  is  to  us  the  same, 
By  his  almighty  power  and  grace, 
As  once  he  was  to  theoa. 
6  His  word  a  light  before  ns  spreads, 
Unbounded  stores  of  grace  ; 
His  love  a  banner  o'er  our  heads. 
From  harm  preserves  us  free. 

6  Jesus,  the  bread  of  life,  is  given 

To  be  our  daily  food  : 
We  drink  a  woud'rous  stream  from  heaven, 
'Tis  water,  wine,  and  blood. 

7  Lord,  'tis  enough,  I  ask  no  more, 

These  blessings  are  divine  ; 
I  envy  not  the  worlding's  store, 
If  Christ  and  heaven  are  mine. 
Q  "I  Q  L.  M.  Montgomery. 


^G- 


OD  is  our  refuge  and  defence. 
In  trouble  our  unfailing  aid  ; 
Secure  in  his  omnipotence, 
Wliat  foe  can  make  our  souls  afraid  ? 

Yea,  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock. 

And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurl'd, 
His  people  smile, amid  the  shock, 

They  look  beyond  this  transient  world. 
There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright. 

Whose  streams  make    glad  the  heavenly 
plains ; 
Where,  in  eternity  of  light. 

The  cit}'^  of  our  God  remains. 

Built  bj'  the  word  of  his  command, 
With  his  unclouded  presence  blest. 

Firm  as  his  throne  her  bulwarks  stand. 
There  is  our  home,  oui*  hope,  our  rest. 


FAREWEI.n.  401 


FAREWELL. 

09  A  L.M.  Primitive. 

O-^U  The  Parting  Hand. 

1  "|\/|~Y  clearest  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 

It  I    Whose  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove, 
Your  friendship's  like  a  drawing  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

2  Your  comp'ny's  sw'eet,  your  union  dear. 
Your  AYords  delightful  to  mine  ear  ; 
Yet  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  cords  around  my  heart. 

3  How  sweet  the  hours  have  pass'd  away 
Since  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray ! 
How  loth  we  are  to  leave  the  place 
Where  Jesus  shows  bis  smiling  face  ! 

4  0  could  I  stay  with  friendsso  kind. 
How  would  it  cheer  my  drooping  mind ! 
But  duty  makes  me  understand 

That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

6  And  since  it  is  God's  holy  will 
We  must  be  parted  for  awhile, 
In  sweet  submission,  all  as  one. 
We'll  say,  our  Father's  will  be  done. 

6  How  oft  I've  seen  your  flowing  tears, 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears  ! 
Your  hearts  with  love  were  seen  to  flame, 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 

7  I  hope  you'll  all  remember  me 
If  you  on  earth  no  more  I  see  ; 

An  interest  in  your  prayers  I  crave. 
That  we  may  meet  beyond  the  grave. 

8  0  glorious  day  !  0  blessed  hope  ! 

My  soul  leaps  forward  at  the  thought, 
When  in  that  happy,  happy  land. 
We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

Q91  Primitive. 

^-^  -*-  Minister's  Farewell, 

1  ~p\EAR  friends,  farewell,  I  do  you  tell, 
I  /  Since  you  and  I  must  part ; 
I  go  away,  and  here  you  stay. 
But  still  we're  joiu'd  iu  heart : 


492  FARE"VrELL. 

Your  love  to  me  has  been  most  free, 

Your  conversatiuii  sweet ; 
'How  cau  1  bear  to  journey  where 
With  you  I  cannot  meet  ? 

2  Yet  do  I  find  my  heart  inclin'd 

To  do  ray  work  below  ; 
When  Clirist  doth  call  I  trust  I  shall 

Be  ready  then  to  uo  ; 
I  leave  you  all,  both  great  and  small, 

In  Christ's  encircling  arms, 
Who  can  you  save  from  the  cold  grave, 

And  shield  you  from  all  harms. 

3  I  trust  you'll  pray  both  night  and  day, 

And  keep  your  garments  white  ; 
For  you  and  me,  that  we  may  be 

The  children  of  the  light ; 
If  you  die  first,  anon  joa  must. 

The  will  of  God  be  done — 
I  hope  the  Lord  will  you  reward 

With  an  immortal  crown. 

4  If  I'm  call'd  home  whilst  I  am  gone. 

Indulge  no  tears  for  me  : 
I  hope  to  sing  and  praise  my  King 

To  all  eternity. 
Millions  of  years  over  the  spheres 

Shall  pass  in  sweet  repose, 
While  beauty  bright  unto  my  sight 

Its  Bacred  sw-eets  disclose. 

5  I  long  to  go  ;  then  farewell  wo ; 

My  soul  will  be  at  rest ; 
No  more  shall  I  complain  or  sigh, 

But  taste  the  heavenly  feast. 
O  may  we  meet  and  be  complete. 

And  long  together  dwell, 
And  serve  the  Lord  with  one  accord. 

And  so,  dear  friends,  farewell. 

QOO  L.  M.  Primitive. 

^'^'^        The  Pilgrim's  Fareioell. 

1  "TT^AREWELL,  my  friends,  I  must  be  gone  ; 
_r      I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you ; 

I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along, 
Nor  waits  for  mortal's  care  or  bliss  ; 
I'll  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 


FARETTELL.  493 

3  Farewell,  my  bretliren  in  the  Lord  ; 
To  you  I'm  bomid  in  cords  of  love — 
If  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
We  all  ere  long  shall  meet  above. 

4  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God  ; 
Sore  conflicts  yet  remain  for  you  ; 
But  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
And  soon  the  Savior's  face  you'll  view. 

6  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
You've  struggl'd  long  and  hard  for  heav'n; 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross ; 
Fight  on — the  crown  shall  soon  be  given. 

090  ll's.  Primitive. 

0^0        y/jg  Christianas  Farewell. 

1  li^  ARE  WELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time 
P  is  at  hand, 

That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band; 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away, 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  farewell  for  a 

while, 
We'll  soon  meet  again  if  kind  Providence 

smile  ; 
But  while  we  are  parted  and  scatter'd  abroad, 
We'll  pray  for  each  other  and  trust  in  the 

Lord. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon   be 

discharg'd, 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  bounty  enlarg'd; 
With  shouting  and  singing,  though  Jordan 

may  roar, 
We'll  enter  our  haven  and  rest  on  the  shore. 

4  Farewell,  younger  brethren,  just  'listed  for 

war. 
Sore  trial  awaits  you,  but  Jesus  is  near  : 
Although  you  must  travel  this  dark  wilderness, 
Your  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to 

peace. 

5  The  world,  and  the  devil,  and  sin,  all  unite, 
And  bold  persecution,  your  souls  to  affright ; 
But  Jesus  3'^our  Leader  is  stronger  than  they  ; 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your  way. 

6  Farewell,   my  dear    brethren,  farewell,  all 

around :  [sound : 

Perhaps  w^e'U  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shall 


404  FAREWELL. 

To  meet  you  in  glory,  T  give  yon  my  liaiul, 
Our  Savior  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  baud. 

^'^^^  Parting  Friends. 

1  'VTrHEISr  sliall  we  all  meet  again? 

VV    When  sliall  we  all  meet  again? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire. 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Pi;ieudship  shall  unite  our  souls  ; 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 

Oft  shall  we  all  meet  again, 

3  When  our  burnish'd  locks  ai-e  gray, 
Thinn'd  bj"  many  a  toil-spent  day, 
When  around  this  youthful  pine, 
Moss  shall  creep  and  ivy  twine. 
Long  may  tliislov'd  bower  remain, 
Here  may  we  all  meet  again. 

4  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  fame,  and  wealth  are  laid, 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again! 

5  There  shall  we  all  be  at  rest, 
Leaning  on  our  Savior's  breast. 
There  shall  we  for  ever  be 
Gazing  on  the  Deity  ; 

There  shall  we  the  Lamb  adore, 
Then  shall  we  all  part  no  more. 


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L.  M.  Primitive. 

Parting  Hymn. 

HAPPY  day,  when  saints  shall  meet, 
To  pai't  no  more  !   the  thought  is  sweet  1 
No  more  to  feel  the  rending  smart. 
Oft  felt  below  when  christians  part. 

O  happy  place  !  I  still  must  say, 
Where  all  but  love  is  done  away  ; 
All  cause  of  parting  there  is  past. 
Their  social  feast  will  ever  last. 


FARETTELL.  d95 

3  Sucli  union  here  is  sought  in  vain, 
As  there  in  eveiy  heart  shall  reign ; 
There  separation  can't  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

4  On  earth  when  friends  together  meet, 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet, 
Time's  rapid  motions  soon  comjiel 
With  grief  to  say,  dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  The  happy  season  soon  will  come, 

When  saints  shall  meet  in  heaven,  their  home; 
Eternally  with  Christ  to  dwell. 
Nor  ever  hear  the  sound,  farewell. 

Q^f\  7's  Newton. 

^^^  At  Farting. 

IAS  the  sun's  enliv'ning  eye 

/V   Shines  on  ev'ry  place  the  same, 

So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call, 
He  is  with  them  by  the  way  : 
He  is  ever  with  them  all. 

Those  who  go,  and  those  who  stay. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 
Nothing  can  their  souls  confine; 
Still  in  spirit  they  may  meet. 
And  in  sweet  communion  join. 

4  For  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  e3'e  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

6  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

6  In  th}'^  strength  may  we  be  strong. 
Sweeten  ev'ry  cross  and  pain  ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

7  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  aflfbrd, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd, 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 


496  THE  CHUKCn. 


THE  CHURCH. 

Q07  8's  &  7's.  Newton. 

^^  *  Zion.—Fs.  Ixxxvii.  3  ;  Isa.  xxxiii.  20,  21. 

1/1  LORIOUS  tilings  of  thee  are  spoken, 
VHr    Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love. 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Wlio  can  faint,  w'hile  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear. 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  by  the  way. 

4  Bless'd  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on. 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings  ; 
And  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-oflfering  brings. 

090  CM.  Gadsby'sCol. 

Ow  '^  Prayer  for  an  increase  and  a  real  Union 

in  the  Church. — Acts  ii.  4G,  47. 

1  rriHY  church,  0  Lord,  that's  planted  here, 
I      0  nuikc  it  to  increase 
With  numbers,  bless'd  with  filial  fear, 
Enjoying  heavenly  peace. 


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THE  cnmicn.  497 

2  0  may  we  all,  dear  Lord,  as  one, 

United  ever  be, 
Rejoicing  in  Avhat  Christ  has  done, 
Wlio  groan'd  upon  the  tree. 

3  May  all  each  other's  burdens  bear  ; 

Be  simple,  meek,  and  kind  ; 
And  keep  ns  safe  from  every  snare, 
And  all  of  humble  mind. 

5. 6.  Sonnets. 

A  Hemnant  in  Sardis. 

1  "TN  Sardis  was  found, 
JL  Reserved  unto  God, 
A  remnant,  the  Lamb 

Redeem'd  with  his  blood  ; 
By  right  of  creation, 

He  call'd  them  his  own, 
Ordain'd  to  salvation, 

Belov'd  and  foreknown. 

2  This  remnant  elect, 
Their  garments  appear 

Outshining  the  sun, 
More  bright  and  more  fair ; 

Accepted  in  Jesus, 

As  free  from  all  blame, 

Deeni'd  worthy  the  honor 
To  walk  with  the  Lamb. 

3  As  vessels  prepar'd 
In  glory  to  reign 

With  Jesus  their  Head, 

The  Lamb  that  was  slain  ; 
With  glorify'd  spirits 

They  praise  the  I  AM, 
Because  they  are  worthy 

To  walk  with  the  Lamb. 

4  When  Sodom  of  old 
Was  delug'd  with  fire, 

God's  mercy  and  grace 

Sav'd  Lot  from  his  ire  ; 
And  still  his  great  mercy 

And  goodness  to  shew, 
This  remnant  in  Sardis 

Was  precious  though  few. 
6  Herein  Ave  can  trace, 

And  easily  prove, 
His  care  of  his  church, 

The  effects  of  his  love  j 


498  THE  CHURCH. 

In  times  of  declension, 

In  peril,  or  Avar, 
His  hand  shall  defend  them, 

He  knows  where  they  are. 

6  While  millions  of  years 

Are  rolling  along, 
This  blood-royal  host. 

This  glorified  throng, 
Shall  walk  Avith  the  Lamb, 

In  their  splendid  attire. 
While  angels  their  vestments 

And  song  shall  admire. 

7  Hold,  patience  and  faith, 

Till  Jesus  shall  rise, 
And  bid  thee  possess 

Thy  seat  in  the  skies  : 
The  King,  in  his  beauty 

Thine  e3'es  shall  survey, 
And  walk  with  the  Lamb 
In  the  regions  of  day. 
QQA  L.M.  Sonnets. 

UtJyj         rpfig  Laodicean  Chruch. 

1  XESUS  the  Lord  in  whom  combine, 
fj    Treasures  of  grace  and  love  divine, 
Address'd  a  fallen  church  of  old. 
Whose  love  was  neither  hot  nor  cold. 

2  I've  seen  thy  self-sufficient  pride  ; 

Thy  garments  ne'er  thy  shame  can  hide  ; 

0  come  and  buy,  without  a  fee, 
A  ro3'al  robe,  I  counsel  thee. 

3  Say  not,  I'm  rich,  and  therefore  stana 
With  terms  of  pardon  in  my  hand  ; 
For  thou  art  blind,  and  naked  too, 
Without  a  will  or  pow'r  to  do. 

4  Why  tore  the  rugged  nail  my  hand  ; 

If  thou  couldst  ^ive  the  law's  demand? 
0,  cease  from  self,  and  cleave  to  me, 
I've  righteousness  in  store  for  thee. 

6  Here's  white  array  thy  shame  to  hide, 
Here's  gold,  that's  in  the  furnace  tried, 
And  eye-salve  to  anoint  thy  e3'e, 

1  counsel  thee  to  come  and  buy. 

6  Boast  not  of  all  thy  Avorthless  deeds ; 
From  me  thy  ev'ry  good  proceeds  ; 
There's  not  a  gift  that  thou  canst  name, 
But  from  thy  Savior's  fulness  came. 


THE  CHURCH.  499 

GO  "I  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

^^^      Speaking  freely  to  Each  Other.    . 

1  "IXrHEX  saint  to  saint,  in  days  of  old. 

V  V    Their  sorrows,  sins,  and  suti"rings  told ; 
Jesus,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dear, 
His  saints  to  bless,  was  present  there. 

2  As  members  of  his  mystic  frame, 
Together  met,  to  bless  his  name  ; 
While  humbly  at  liis  throne  "we  bow, 
As  God  Avith  us,  he's  present  now. 

3  Oh  !  blest  devotion,  thus  to  meet, 
And  spread  our  woes  at  his  dear  feet ; 
Call  him  our  own  in  ties  of  blood. 
And  hold  sweet  fellowship  with  God. 

4  His  former  visits  we  recount, 

On  Mizar's  and  on  Hermon's  mount ; 
Yet  still  our  souls  desire  anew, 
His  sweetest,  loveliest  face  to  view. 

5  Jesus,  our  Peace,  our  Shield,  and  Sun, 
When  thou  shalt  draw,  our  feet  shall  run ; 
But,  if  thy  visits  thou  adjourn. 

We'll  pray,  and  wish  th}-  sweet  return. 

QOO  L.M.  Sonnets. 

*^^^  Zion  the  City  of  God. 

1  ^lON'S  a  city  God  hath  bless'd 
JlJ  With  peace  and  everlasting  rest ; 
A  glorious  city,  strong  and  fair, 

And  Jesus  dwells  for  ever  there. 

2  Her  ancient  walls  appear  to  be 
The  workmanship  of  Deity  ; 
Founded  in  grace,  they  still  appear 
Without  a  flaw  or  chasm  there. 

3  Oft  has  tnis  city's  strength  been  ti'ied, 
By  mighty  foes  on  every  side  ; 

But  all  in  vain  it  yet  has  been. 
She  baffles  Satan,  hell,  and  sin. 

4  Count  ye  her  tow'rs,  how  high  they  rise, 
Her  golden  spires,  they  pierce  the  skies  ! 
Her  golden  streets  are  fair  to  view, 
Her  palaces  and  bulwarks  too. 

5  Then  round  her  walk,  her  turrets  tell, 
Mark  all  her  brazen  bulwarks  well ; 
Spread  far  and  wide  her  deathless  fame, 
Her  pearly  gates  and  walls  of  flame. 


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500  THE  CHUKCII. 

6  Her  founder's  love  lias  ever  prov'd 
Like  Salem's  mount,  which  ne'er  was  mov'd; 
'Tis  iix'd  on  this  eternal  base, 
The  grace  of  God,  and  gift  by  grace. 

S.  M.  Sonnets. 

IViou  art  Fair,  tny  Love.— Song  i.  15. 

1  mHE  church  of  God  is  fair ; 

i     Her  fame  of  old  was  known: 
And  Christ  will  dwell  for  ever  there, 
And  claim  her  for  his  own. 

2  Here  his  affections  rest, 

Nor  shall  from  hence  remove  ; 
'Tis  his  deiight  to  make  her  blest. 
And  live  upon  his  love. 

3  Her  worthless  name  is  found, 
Deep  'graven  on  his  hand, 

In  characters  of  grace  profound, 
That  shall  for  ever  stand. 

4  Though  oft  with  tempest  tost. 
Ne'er  from  her  anchor  drove  ; 

This  chosen  vessel  can't  be  lost, 
Secur'd  by  cov'nant  love. 

5  Her  bulwarks  and  her  walls 
Are  all  the  promises, 

Founded  in  potent  wills  and  shalls, 
In  oaths  and  firm  decrees. 

OQ/I  CM.  Watts. 

'-'^^  Delight  in  God, 

1  "I\/|~Y  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell 
IVB      Above  at  thy  right  hand  ! 

TI13'  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  stand  ! 

2  The  swallow  near  thy  temple  flies. 

And  cliirps  a  cheerful  note  ; 
The  lark  mounts  upward  to  the  skies. 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Do  shout  with  joyful  tongues, 
Or  sitting  round  our  Father's  board. 
We  crown  the  feast  with  songs. 

4  While  Jesns  shines  with  quickening  grace, 

We  sing  and  mount  on  high ; 

But  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face. 

We  faint,  and  tire,  and  die. 


THE  CHURCH. 


fiOl 


5  Just  as  "we  see  the  lonesome  dove 

Bemoan  her  widow'd  state, 
Wandering  she  flies  through  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate. 

6  Just  so  our  thouglits  from  thing  to  thing 

In  restless  circles  rove, 
Just  so  we  droop,  and  hang  the  wing, 
When  Jesus  hides  his  love 

QOft  CM.  Watts. 

000  rpj^Q  Church, 

1  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

11    My  friends  devoutl}'  say, 
'  In  Ziou  let  us  all  appear, 
'  And  keep  the  solemn  day  !' 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for^od 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  : 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne. 
And  sits  in  judgement  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints, 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints. 
We  tremble  and  Vejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place. 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
Tliere  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell. 
There  God  my  Savior  reigns. 

QQ(^  L.M.  Watts. 

(jou     y/jg  Pleasure  of  Public  Worship. 

1  TTOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

1~1,  0  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
Witli  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  l^fy  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode. 
My  panting  lieart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  I 


502  THE  CHURCH. 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  youug  provides  her  uost ; 
But  will  my  "God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  his  children  T»'ant? 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

6  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  th}'^  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 


oq'7  L.M.  Watts. 

^"^  *   God  and  his  Church;  or,  Grace  and 
Glory. 

1  f^  BEAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
\JC  The  5oy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  : 
To  spend  one  day  with  .thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth, 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  0  God  of  grace, 

Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  .111  needful  grace  will  God  bestow. 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  he*ven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 

Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  tliee. 


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THE  CHUKCH.  503 

C.M.  Watts. 

^Delight  in  Ordinances  of  Worship;  or, 
God  present  in  his  Churches. 

1  ~\/|"Y  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
iyjL  To  which  thy  God  resorts! 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

PAUSE. 

5  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee. 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Savior  and  my  God? 

6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest. 

And  suffers  no  remove  ;  • 

0  make  me,  like  the  sparrows,  blest, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye. 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Emplo3''d  in  carnal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

While  Jesus  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  state, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

QQQ  CM.  Watts 

(jfj'j  rpj^g  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

1  rpHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
_L   And  my  salvation  too  j 


504  THE  CHUBCH. 

God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires; 

O  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still, 
Sliall  hear  the  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 


840 


C.  M.  •  Watts. 

Public  Thanks  for  Private  Deliverance, 


1  "TXrHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

V V    For  all  his  kindness  shown  1 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  t\^  saints  that  fill  thy  house, 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  merc.y  tliy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  i  .  thy  sight! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  hapi)y  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care. 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine. 

Let  not  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  ricli  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  wlio  hear  me  now, 
11'  1  forsake  the  Lord. 


THE  CHURCH.  605 

Oil  C.  M.  Watts. 

O'i-A-  A  Church  Established. 

1  IVTO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 
iS    Good  David  would  afford, 

Till  he  had  found  below  the  skies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  settled  there  ; 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 

To-  worship  thi'ice  a  year. 

5  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God. 

4  Arise,  0  King  of  grace,  arise. 
And  enter  to  thy  rest ! 
L.) !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 

h  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

<>  Here  mighty  God  accept  our  vows. 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread.  ^ 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain. 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne  ; 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown. 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

Q  J_9  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^■^At  the  Settlement  of  the  Church;  or,  the 

Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

1  XT 7 HERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 

W     An  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  Eternal  Mind, 
Amongst  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still. 

His  church  i&  with  his  presence  blest. 


606  THE  CHUKCH. 

• 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,  saitli  the  Lord  ; 
Here  shall  my  power  and  love  he  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread  ; 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  fed. 

6  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 
M}^  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine  :  . 
Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress, 
Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing; 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  iu  her  King. 

7  Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed 

Born  here,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head. 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame  ! 


843 


L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ  and  his  Church;  or,  the  Mystical 

Marriage. 


1  rpHE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 

I     Adorned  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  a))ove. 
And  wins  his  chosen  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  purest  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own  ; 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne  : 
Fair  stranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  favorite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thj''  Lord. 

5  0  happy  hour,  when  tbou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies, 
And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 


THE  CHURCH.  507 

6  Let  endless  honors  croTvn  his  head  ; 

Let  evei^  age  his  prai&es  spread  ; 

Wlnle  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 

The  condescensions  of  his  love. 
Q  I  j  S.  M.  Watts. 

^'^^^The  Glory  of  Christ  ;  the  Success  of  the 
Gospel ;  and  the  Gentile  Church. 

1  1\/r^'  Savior  and  ray  King, 
xtX  Th3'  beauties  are  divine  ; 

Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow,  , 

And  every  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword. 

And  ride  in  majesty  to  spread 
The.  conquests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 

While  justice,  meekness,  grace  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  0  God,  are  right ; 
Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  gospel  proves 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath  without  measure  shed 

His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  Church  is  seen, 

Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen. 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love. 
Forget  thy  Father's  house  ; 

Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol-gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  children  shall  his  honors  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

0_1^  L.  M.  Watts. 

ij^u  y;,g  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  T"  ORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
■  J  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 


508  THE  CHURCH. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  Inve, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon  Avith  all  its  trees 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive)  ; 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  true  : 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Qia  S.  M.  Watts. 

(J)-±\J  rp^^Q  Beauty  of  the  Church;  or,  Gospel 
Worship  and  Order. 
LiR  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 

Proclaim  the  Avonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell. 

Compass  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well, 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house. 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 

The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows  ; 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 
How  glorious  to  behold  ! 

Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die. 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below. 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

047  C.  M.  Watts. 

^^  *   God's  tender  care  of  his  Church. 
Isaiah  xlix.  13. 

1  "l^OW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 
XN    And  burst  into  a  song, 


THE   CHURCH.  509 

Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
Aud  pleasure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2  God  on  his  thirsty  Zion  hill 

Some  mercy  drops  has  thrown, 
And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  shower  salvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Suspicions  aud  complaints? 
Is  he  a  God,  and  shall  his  grace 

(Jrow  weary  of  his  saints  ?  , 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
And  'mongst  a  thousand. tender  thoughts  • 
Her  suckling  have  no  room  ? 

5  "Yet,'  saith  the  Lord,  "should  nature  change, 

And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 
Of  everlasting  Love. 

6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 

I  have  engrav'd  her  name, 
My  hand  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 
And  build  her  broken  frame." 

0J_0  CM.  Watts. 

O'xO^'/ie  Safety  and  Frolcction  of  the  Church. 

Isaiah  xxvi.  1-6. 

1  TTOW  honorable  is  the  place 
Xj_  Where  we  adoring  stand, 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
The  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made. 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates. 

The  doors  wide  open  fling, 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys. 

And  live  in  perfect  peace, 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells. 
Eternal  as  his  years. 


610  THE  CHURCH. 

6  What  tliough  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  arm  shall  bring  them  low, 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 
Their  loft}'^  heads  shall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread 

In  that  rejoicing  hour. 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

Q  J_Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^  God  the  Glory  and  Defence  of  Sion. 

1  XXAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
XJL  The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  ; 
Thine  holy  ccui'ts  are  his  abode, 

Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits  ; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counsel  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage. 
Like  rising  waves,  with  angr.y  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  earth  and  hell ; 
His  arms  embrace  this  happj'^  ground. 
Like  blazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

6  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun  ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run. 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace. 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

Qt^O  L.M.  Watts. 

(JO\J     rpj^g  Churches  Safety  and  Triunqyh. 

1  /""I  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

VX  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints. 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world. 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
fn  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide. 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 


851 


THE  CHURCH.  511 

4  There  is  a  stream  "whose  gentle  flow 
Supph'es  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 
That  all  our  raging  fear  controls; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford. 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

6  Sion  enjo3's  her  monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour  ; 
j^nr  can  her  firm  foundations  move,. 
Built  on  his  truth  and  armed  with  power. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

God  Protects  his  Church. 

1  T  ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

i  J  Though  tyrants  rage  and  kingdoms  rise  ; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice. 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid  : 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
"What  desolations  he  has  made  ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores, 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars. 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear. 
Chariots  he  bui'ns  with  heaven!}'  flame  ; 
Keep  silence  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  "  Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad. 
But  still  my  throne  in  Sion  stands." 

6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell. 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Triumph   of  Christ  over  the  Ene- 
mies of  his  Church. — Isa.  Ixiii.  1-3,  &c. 
1  "VXTHAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 
T  T     Comes  travelling  in  state, 
Along  the  Idumean  road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate  ' 


852 


612  THE  CHURCH. 

2  The  glory  of  his  rohes  proclaims 

'Tis  some  victorious  king  : 
"  'Tis  I,  tlie  Just,  til'  Almighty  One, 
That  3'our  salvation  bring." 

3  "  Why,  mighty  Lord,"  thy  saints  inquire, 

"  Why  thine  apparel  red? 
And  all  thy  vesture  stain'd  like  those 
Who  in  the  wine  press  tread  ? 

4  "  I  by  myself  have  trod  the  press, 

And  crush'd  my  foes  alone, 
My  wrath  has  struck  the  rebels  dead, 
My  fury  stamp'd  them  down. 

5  "  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robea 

With  joyful  scarlet  stains. 
The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears    • 
Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 

6  "  Thus  shall  the  nations  be  destroyed 

That  dare  insult  my  saints, 
I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
An  ear  for  their  complaints." 

Q^Q  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  The  Ruin  of  Antichrist.— Jfio,.  Ixiii.  4-7. 

1  ^  T  LIFT  my  banners,'  saith  the  Lord, 

JL    "  Where  Anti-christ  has  stood. 
The  city  of  my  gospel  foes 
Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 

2  "  My  heart  has  studied  just  revenge, 

And  now  the  day  appears. 
The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  come 
To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  "  Quite  wearj'^  is  my  patience  grown, 

And  bids  my  fury  go  ; 
Swift  as  the  lightning  it  shall  move, 
And  be  as  fatal  too. 
.4  *'  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  ; 
Then  has  my  gospel  none  ? 
Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
To  crush  my  foes  alone. 
6  "  Slaughter,  and  my  devouring  sword. 
Shall  walk  the  streets  around. 
Babel  shall  reel  beneath  thy  stroke. 
And  stagger  to  the  ground." 
6  Thy  honors,  0  victorious  King  ! 
Thine  own  right  hand  shall  raise. 


THE    CHURCH.  613 

While  we  thy  awful  vengeance  sing, 
And  our  Deliverer  praise. 

QP:A  C.M.  Watts. 

00'±  rpji^  jS'onij  of  Moses  and  the  Lamh ;  or, 
Bahi/lon  Fallen. — Rev.  xv.  3.  xvi.  19.  xvii.  G. 

1  "V\rE  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 

V  V    We  sound  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
The  Ciiristian  church  unites  the  songs 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wonderous  are  thy  works 

Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  saints,  Almighty  Lord, 
How  just  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Wlio  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  worship  at  thy  throne  ? 
Thy  judgments  speak  thne  holiness 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs  blood, 
Her  crimes  shall  speedily  awake 
The  fury  of  our  God. 

5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd. 

And  she  must  drink  the  dregs  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  sovereign  Judge, 
And  shall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

QK^  C.  M.  Watts. 

000  Prayer  Heard  and  Zion  Restored. 

1  T  ET  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
JLj  Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ; 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice 
And  comes  to  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again. 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  groan. 
And  sees  their  grief  arise. 

6  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death, 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
17 


514  THE  CHURCH. 

It  slian't  be  said,  '  That  praying  breath 

Was  ever  speut  iu  vain.' 
C  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 

And  trust,  and  praise  the  Lord. 


856 


S.  M.  Stennett. 

The  Pleasures  of  Social  Worship. 


1  TXOW  charming  is  the  place 

I~l   Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ? 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces, 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy  seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 

Our  jo3'^ful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  saint  presents  ; 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs. 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 
He  graciously  imparts  ; 

And  in  return  accepts,  with  smiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 
Within  thy  blest  abode. 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


857 


L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Happiness  of  Rumble  Worship. 
Psalm  ixxxiv. 


1  XXQW  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet, 
XX  0  Lord,  thy  sacred  courts  appear! 
Fain  would  my  longing  passions  meet 
The  glories  of  thy  presence  there. 

2  O,  blest  the  men,  blest  their  employ, 
Wliom  thy  indulgent  favors  raise 

To  dwell  in  those  abodes  of  joy, 
And  sing  thy  never  ceasing  praise. 


THE  CnURCH.  .515 

3  TTappy  the  men,  whom  stren.c^th  divine, 
With  rtrdent  love  and  zeal  inspires; 
Whose  steps  to  thj^  blest  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  warm  desires. 

4  One  day  within  thy  sacred  gate, 
Airords  more  real  joy  to  rae, 

Than  thousands  in  the  tents  of  state  ; 
The  meanest  place  is  bliss  with  thee. 

6  (5od  is  a  sun  ;  our  brightest  day 
From  his  reviving  presence  flows  ; 
God  is  a  shield  through  all  the  way, 
To  guard  us  from  surrounding  foes. 

6  He  pours  his  kindest  blessings  down, 
Profuselj"  down  on  souls  sincere  : 

And  grace  shall  guide,  and  glory  crown 
Tlie  happy  fav'rites  of  his  care.    ' 

7  0  Lord  of  hosts,  thou  God  of  grace, 
How  blest,  divinely  blest,  is  he, 

AVho  trusts  thy  love,  and  seeks  thy  face, 
And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee  ! 

0.r:o  L.  M.  Rippon'sCol. 

^*^^ Delight  in  God's  House,  and  Confidence 

in  him. — Psalm  xxvii. 

1  npHOU,  Lord,  my  safety,  thou  my  light, 
X    What  danger  shall  my  soul  affright ; 
Strength  of  my  life  !  what  ami  shall  dare 
To  hurt  whom  thou  hast  own'd  thy  care  ? 

2  One  wish,  with  holy  transport  warm, 
My  heart  has  forni'd,  and  yet  shall  form ; 
One  gift  I  ask,  that  to  my  end 

Fair  Siou's  dome  I  may  attend. 

3  There  joyful  find  a  snre  abode, 
And  view  the  beauty  of  m}'  God  ; 
For  he  within  his  hallow'd  shrine 
My  secret  refuge  shall  assign. 

4  When  thou  Avith  condescending  grace, 
Hast  bid  me  seek  thy  shining  face. 
My  heart  replied  to  th}'  kind  word, 
Thee  will  I  seek,  all-gracious  Lord. 

5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
And  nature  leave  a  parent's  heart, 
M,v  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
AVill  be  my  Father  and  my  friend. 

6  Ye  humble  souls,  in  every  strait, 
Ou  God  with  sacred  courage  wait ; 


616  THE  CnURCH. 

His  hand  sliall  life  ancl  strength  afford  ; 
O,  ever  Avait  upon  tlie  Lord  ! 

Q^()  CM.  Rippon'aCol. 

(JUfJ  jrj^f,  (Jiiurch  Described  ;  or,  the  StabiiUy 

and  Glory  of  Ziot.— Cant.  vi.  10. 

1  O  AY,  who  is  she,  that  looks  abroad 
C^  Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn, 
When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 

The  dew  drops  of  tJie  lawn  ? 

2  Fair  as  the  moon  when  in  the  skies 

Serene  her  throne  she  guides. 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  suj)reme 
In  full  orb'd  glory  rides. 

3  Clear  as  the  sun,  Avhen  from  the  east 

Without  a  cloud  he  springs  ; 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 
From  his  resplendent  wings. 

4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 

JIajestically  slow. 
With  banners  wide  display'd,  all  arm'd, 
All  ardent  for  the  foe  ! 

5  Thi-*  is  the  Church  by  heaven  array 'd, 

With  strength  and  grace  divine  ; 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 
And  thus  her  glory  shine. 

QT'A  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

OUUy/jg  Presence  of  Christ  the  Joy  of  his 

People. 

1  rilHE  wond'ring  nations  have  beheld 

I     The  sacred  prophecy  fulfill'd  ; 
And  angels  hail'd  the  glorious  morn, 
That  show'd  the  great  Messiah  born. 

2  The  Prince  !  the  Savior!  long  desir'd. 
Whom  men,  foretold,  by  heaven  inspired, 
And,  raptur'd,  saw  the  blissful  day 
Rise  o'er  the  world  with  healing  ray. 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
His  saints  behold  his  smiling  face  ; 
And  oft  have  seen  his  glories  shine 
With  power  and  majesty  divine. 

4  But  soon,  alas  !  his  absence  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wish  his  kind  return  ; 
W^jthout  his  life-inspiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  aoene  of  gloomy  night. 


THE  CHURCH.  617 

5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 
Uur  graces 'droop  our  comforts  die  ; 
Return  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes. 

6  'Till,  fill'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Tliy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise, 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 

Oni  L.  M.  Newton 

^^-*-  A  Welcome  to  Christian  Friend.^. 

1  jr  INDEED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
X\_  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given 

To  know  the  Savior's  precious  name  ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above. 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme. 
When  Christians  see  each  other  thus  : 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

AVho  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said. 
And  suffered  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

QM  C.  M.        Parkinson's  Col 

^  ^"^  The  Garden  of  Grace. 

1  A     GARDEN  fenc'd  from  common  earth, 
J\.  By  special  sovereign  grace, 
Enrich'd  by  plants  of  heav'nly  birth, 

The  Church  of  Jesus  is. 

2  His  gospel  is  the  open  sky, 

His  love  the  shining  sun  ; 
Rivers  of  peace,  Avhicli  never  dry. 
Through  all  his  garden  run. 


518  THE  CnURCH. 

3  His  spirit  is  the  heav'nlywind, 

That  o'er  his  garden  blows  ; 
And  op'ning  each  renewed  mind, 
The  Savior's  image  shows. 

4  Faith,  like  an  ivy,  to  the  rock 

(That  stands  forever,)  cleaves; 
And  throngh  the  tempest's  loudest  shock, 
Eternal  calm  perceives. 

5  Assnrance,  like  a  cedar,  rears 

Its  stately  branches  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  doubts  and  fears, 
And  blossoms  in  the  sky. 

Q(^0  L.  M.  Ebenezer. 

OUcJ  Jesus  the  Foundation. 

'EAR  what  the  hope  of  Israel  saith. 
Who  holds  the  keys  of  life  and  death ; 
WJiose  potent  word  must  be  fulfiU'd, 
"  Upon  a  rock  my  Church  I  build." 

2  Strong  to  defend,  though  hell  engage. 
And  all  its  host  inflamed  wilti  i-agc  ; 
Not  more  secure  Jehovah's  throne. 
Than  Zion  stands  on  Christ,  his  Son. 

3  In  persecution's  liottest  fire, 
This  glorious  fabric  stood  entire  ; 
Witness,  the  slaughter'd  millions,  who. 
For  Jesus'  sake,  the  flames  went  tln-ough. 

4  Built  on  his  Godhead,  and  his  blood, 
She  stands  and  hath  forever  stood ; 
Nor  hell,  nor  sin,  so  firm  the  base, 
Shall  e'er  the  Christian's  hope  erase. 

6  When  on  the  cross  he  bow'd  his  head, 
He  Zion's  debt  of  sntrcring  paid  ; 
And  on  this  rock,  for  ever  blest, 
Shall  mercy's  glorious  fabric  rest. 

Qr<A  8's&7's,        Parkinson's  Col. 

OU"±  Come  Good  Shepherd,  Feed  Ui(j  Sheep. 
1  T  ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Savior, 
JLj  Come  and  bid  our  jarring  cease  ; 
Come,  0  come  and  reign  forever, 

(rod  of  love  and  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Visit  noAV  thy  needy  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying  ; 
Come  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 


THE  CHURCH.  519 

2  Many  follow  men's  inventions 

And  neglect  the  Savior's  laws  ; 
Thence  divisions  and  Contentions 

Wound  the  dear  Redeemer's  cause  ; 
Saints  themselves,  in  sad  declension, 

Like  the  foolish  virgins  sleep — 
All  are  wrong  and  in  confusion  ; 

Come  good  Shepherd  feed  thy  sheep. 

3  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  Apollos — 

Some  for  Cephas— few  agree  ; 
Jesus  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Aid  us  Lord  to  follow  thee  ; 
Then  we  shall,  whate'er  encumbers, 

Ev'ry  hindrance  overleap. 
Fearing  neither  force  nor  numbers  ; 

Come  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth  ; 
Guide  us  by  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  all  revealed  truth  ; 
On  thy  word  of  grace  we'll  venture. 

Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep, 
Love's  our  banner,  Christ's  our  Leader; 

Come  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

5  Savior,  still  with  courage  arm  us 

That  we  may  not  yield  to  fear, 
Nothing  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us 

While  thy  gracious  aid  is  near. 
Glory,  glory  be  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
He  both  comforts  us  and  heals  us  ; 

Come  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

6  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation 

Saying,  "  Fear  not  little  flock," 
I  mjself  am  your  foundation. 

Ye  are  built  upon  this  rock; 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly 

Be  aware  of  sin  and  sleep, 
Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy  ; 

I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep. 

7  Christ  alone  our  souls  shall  rest  on. 

Taught  by  him  we  own  his  name  ; 

Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus- 
How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame  ! 

Saints  and  angels  chaunt  the  story, 
Jesus  all  thy  flock  will  keep. 


520  THE  CHURCH. 

He  hath  led  the  way  to  glory, 
Aud  will  thither  bring  his  sheep. 

Qf\!^  8's  &  7's.  Cowper. 

OUO  rjy^Q  FuturePeace  and  Glory  of  the 
Church. 

1  TTEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
JLI  0  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 
Scenes  of  heart  felt  tribulation 
Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  sliall  name  your  walls  Salvation, 
And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 
Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 

For  the  Lord,  your  faith  regarding. 
All  his  bounty  shall  bestow  : 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 
Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression. 
Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending. 
Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending. 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me  ; 

God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 
Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He  the  Lord  shall  be  your  glory, 
God  your  everlasting  light. 


S.  M.  Montgomery. 


866 

1  /~^  LAD  was  my  heart  to  hear 
VJT  My  old  companions  say. 
Come — in  the  house  uf  God  appear. 

For  'tis  an  hoi}'  day. 

2  Our  willing  feet  shall  stand 

Within  the  temple  door. 
While  young  and  old,  in  many  a  band, 
Slvall  throng  the  sacred  floor. 

3  Thither  the  tribes  repair. 

Where  all  are  wont  to  meet,    • 
And,  joyful  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
Bend  at  the  mercy  seat. 

4  Pray  for  Jerusalem, 

The  city  of  our  God  ; 


867 


THE  CHURCH.  621 

The  Lord  from  heaven  be  kind  to  them 
That  love  the  dear  abode. 

Within  these  walls  may  peace  * 

And  harmony  be  found  ; 
Zion  !  in  all  thy  palaces, 

Prosperity  abound  ! 

For  friends  and  brethren  dear, 
Our  prayer  shall  never  cease  ; 

Oft  as  they  meet  for  worship  here, 
God  send  his  people  peace  ! 

L.  M.  Montgomery. 


1  T  ORD  !  for  thy  servant  David's  sake, 

■  J  Perform  thine  oath  to  David's  Son  ; 
Thy  truth  Thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 
Look  on  thine  own  Anointed  One  ! 

2  The  Lord  in  faithfulness  hath  sworn 
His  throne  for  ever  to  maintain  ; 
From  realm  to  realm,  the  sceptre  borne 
Shall  stretch  o'er  earth  Messiah's  reign. 

3  Zion,  my  chosen  hill  of  old. 

My  rest,  my  dwelling,  my  delight, 
With  loving  kindness  I  uphold, 
Her  walls  are  ever  in  my  sight. 

4  I'll  satisfy  her  poor  with  bread. 
Her  tables  with  abundance  bless, 
Joy  on  her  sons  and  daughters  shed. 
And  clothe  her  priests  with  righteousness. 

5  There  David's  horn  shall  bud  and  bloom, 
Tlie  Branch  of  glory  and  reiioAvn  ; 

His  foes  my  vengeance  shall  consume  ; 
Him  with  eternal  years  I  crown. 


868 


ll's. 
Zion  Encouraged. 


1  "p^AUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sad- 

i  /        ness  ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall   oppress  thee  no 

more, 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day  star  of 

gladness  ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes ;  but  the  arm  that  sub- 

dued them. 
And  scattcr'd  theii-  legions,  was  mightig^  farj 


522  PRAYER. 

They  fled  like  tlie  cbaff,  from  the   scourge 

that  pursuetl  them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of 

war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power,  that  hath  saved 

thee, 
ExtoU'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should 

be ; 
Shout — ^for  the  foe  is  destroy'd  that  enslaved 

thee, 
Th'  oppressor  Is  vanquish'd,  and  Zion  is  free! 


869 


PRAYER. 

S.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit. 


COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  Days ! 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall ! 
Let  thy  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made. 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd  : 

Lord,  hear  our  call ! 

Come,  thou  incarnate  Woi'd, 
Gird  on  tliy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayers  attend: 
Come,  and  tliy  people  bless, 
And  give  tliy  word  success; 
Spirit  of  hoiiuess, 

Ou  us  descend ! 


PRAYER.  523 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  tliis  s^lad  liour! 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  dejiai't. 

Spirit  of  power  ! 

5  To  the  great  One-in-Three, 
Eternal  praises  be. 

Hence,  evermore ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glor}^  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adoi'e  ! 
07  A  L.  M.  Cxadsby's  Col. 

0  i  ^  Prayer  for  a  Minister. — 2  Thess.  iii.  1-2. 

1  TXT'ITH  heavenly  power,  0  Lord,  defend 

W    Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend; 
His  person  bless  ;  his  soul  secure ; 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

2  Gird  him  with  all  sufficient  grace  ; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace  ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

3  Before  him  thy  protection  send; 
0,  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end ! 
Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 

4  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  his  heart ; 
In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert: 

That  those  who  hear  thy  word  may  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  gi'ace. 

071  7's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

0  i  i.  '\i will  not  let  thee  go,  except  thou  bless 

me." — Gen.  xxxii.  26. 

1  T  ORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 

I  J  Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ! 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face  ; 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am? 

Ah,  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name  ! 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea, 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold  ; 


624  PRAYER. 

Scorn  thy  grace  :  thy  power  defy ; 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 
Sought  thy  mercy  seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free  : 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  passed  since  then ; 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now  : 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

G  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need  ; 

This  emboldens  me  to  piead  : 

After  so  much  mercy  past, 

Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 
7  No  ;  I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 

'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold ; 

I  can  no  denial  take, 

\Yhen  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

Q79  L.  M.  Gadsby'sCol. 

^  *  ^         Encouragement  to  Pray. 
Isa.  xiv.  19-25. 

1  "]\/f~Y  soul,  take  courage  from  the  Lord  ; 
IjIIl.  Believe  and  plead  his  holy  word  : 
To  him,  alone,  do  thou  complain, 

Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

2  Upon  him  call  in  humble  prayer, 
Thou  still  art  his  peculiar  care  : 
He'll  surely  turn  and  smile  again, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

3  However  sinful,  weak  and  poor, 
Still  wait  and  pray  at  mercy's  door  ; 
Faithful  Jehovah  must  remain, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

4  Though  the  vile  tempter's  hellish  rage 
Will,  with  his  darts,  th}'  soul  engage, 
God  through  the  fight  shall  thee  sustain, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

6  Though  the  corruptions  of  thy  heart 
Daily  new  cause  of  grief  impart, 
Praj^  that  thy  lusts  may  all  be  slain, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain, 

6  Though  sharp  afflictions  still  abound, 
And  clouds  and  darkness  thee  surround, 
Still  pray,  for  God  will  all  explain, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  in  vain. 


PRAYER.  625 


In  him,  and  liim  alone,  confide  : 
Still  at  the  throne  of  trrace  abide  ; 
Eternal  victory  thou  shalt  gain, 
Nor  shalt  thou  seek  his  face  iu  vain. 


070  .CM.  GadslDy's  Col. 

^  '  *^  The  Beggar^s  Prayer. — Matt.  viii.  2. 

1  A     BEGGAR  poor,  at  mercy's  door, 
jLjL  Lies  such  a  wretch  as  I ; 

Thon  knov\'est  mj'-  need  is  great  indeed  ; 
Lord,  hoar  me  when  I  cr-y. 

2  With  guilt  beset,  and  deep  in  debt, 

For  pardon,  Lord  I  pray  ; 
0,  let  thy  love  sufficient  prove, 
To  take  rny  sins  away. 

3  A  wicked  heart  is  no  small  part 

Of  my  distress  and  shame  ; 
Let  sovereign  grace  its  guilt  efface, 
Through  Jesus'  blessed  name. 

4  My  darken'd  mind,  I  daily  find. 

Is  prone  to  go  astray  ; 
Lord,  on  it  shine,  witli  light  divine, 
And  guide  it  in  thy  way. 

5  M}'^  stubborn  will  opposes  still 

Thy  wise  and  holy  liand  ; 
Thy  Spirit  send  to  make  it  bend 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

6  Affections  wild,  by  sin  defiled, 

Oft  hurry  me  away  ; 
Lord,  bring  me  home,  nor  let  me  roam 
From  Christ,  the  living  way. 

7  A  conscience  hard  does  oft  retard 

My  walk  in  holy  peace  ; 
Let  it  by  tliee  made  tender  be, 
And  all  its  hardness  cease. 

8  My  memory  bad,  but,  what  is  sad, 

Can  folly  still  retain  ; 
O  fill  it,  Lord,  with  thy  sweet  word, 
And  let  it  tliere  remain. 

9  Before  thy  face  I've  told  my  case  : 

Lord,  help  and  mercy  send  ; 
Pity  my  soul,  and  make  me  whole, 
And  love  me'  to  the  end. 


526  PRAYER. 

Q7A  7's.  Newton. 

^  *  ^       Ask  what  I  shall  give  Thee. 
Kings,  Chap.  iii.  5. 

1  /^OME,  m}'  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Vy  To  thy  God  address  thy  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray. 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  snch, 
None  can  ever  ast  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood  bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

6  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  the  beholder's  face  ; 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear. 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there. 

6  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here. 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

As  my  Guide,  ray  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

Q7  P{  L.  M.  Newton. 

^  *  ^  Another. 

1  XF  Solomon  for  wisdom  prayed, 

I    The  Lord  before  had  made  him  wise, 
Else  he  another  choice  had  made, 
And  ask'd  for  what  the  worldlings  prize. 

2  Thus  he  controls  his  people  still ; 

He  first  instructs  them  how  to  choose, 
Then  bids  them  ask  whate'er  they  will, 
Assur'd  that  he  will  not  refuse. 

3  Our  wishes  would  our  ruin  prove, 
ConLl  we  our  wretched  choice  obtain. 
Before  we  feel  the  Savior's  love 
Kindle  our  love  to  him  again. 


PRAYER.  527 

4  But  when  our  hearts  perceive  his  worth, 
Desires,  till  then  unknown,  take  place  ; 
Our  spirits  cleave  no  more  to  earth. 
But  pant  for  holiness  and  grace. 

5  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask what  thou  wilt?" 
Lord,  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour  ; 

I  pray  to  be  releas'd  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  power. 

6  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart, 
More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear  ; 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

7  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  seal'd. 
And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength  ; 
To  have  thy  boundless  love  reveal'd. 

In  all  its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length. 

8  Gi'ant  these  requests,  I  ask  no  more, 
But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign  ; 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well  if  thou  art  mine. 

Q7a  L.  M.  Gadsby'sCol. 

^  *  '-^  The  Rouse  of  Prayer.— Mark  xi.  17. 

1  T I IHY  mansion  is  the  Christian's  heart, 

I     O  Lord,  thy  dwelling  place  secure  ! 
Bid  the  unruly  throng  depart, 
And  leave  the  consecrated  door. 

2  Devoted  though  it  be  to  thee, 

A  thievish  swarm  frequents  the  place  ; 
They  steal  away  my  joys  from  me, 
And  rob  my  Savior  of  his  praise. 

3  There,  too,  a  sharp  designing  trade. 
Sin.  Satan,  and  the  world  maintain  ; 
Nor  cease  to  press  me,  and  persuade 
To  part  with  ease  and  purchase  paiu. 

4  I  know  them,  and  I  hate  their  din  ; 
Am  weary  of  the  bustling  crowd  ; 
But  while  their  voice  is  heard  within, 
I  cannot  serve  thee  as  I  would. 

5  0  for  the  joy  thy  presence  gives ! 

"What  peace  shall  reign  when  thou  art  here  ! 
Thy  presence  makes  this  den  of  thieves 
A  calm,  delightful  house  of  prayer. 

6  And  if  thou  make  thy  temple  shine, 
Yet,  self-abased,  will  I  adore  : 


528  PEAYEK. 

The  gold  and  silver  are  not  mine  ; 
I  give  thee  Avhat  was  thine  before. 

Q77  CM.  Gadsby'sCol. 

*^  *  *  The  Throne  of  Grace.— Reh.  iv.  16. 

1  "T^EAR  Lord  !  to  us  assembled  here 

I  /  Reveal  thy  smiling  face, 
AVhile  Ave,  by  faith,  with  love  and  fear, 
Approach  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

2  Thy  house  is  call'd  the  house  of  prayer — 

A  solemn,  sacred  place  ; 
O  let  us  now  thy  presence  share, 
While  at  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

3  With  holy  boldness  may  we  come, 

Though  of  a  sinful  race, 
Thankful  to  find  there  yet  is  room 
Before  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

4  Our  earnest,  fervent  cry  attend, 

And  all  our  faith  increase, 
While  we  our  heavenly  Friend  address 
Upon  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

5  His  tender  pity  and  his  love 

Our  every  fear  will  chase  ; 
~  And  all  our  help,  we  then  shall  prove, 
Come  from  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

6  Dear  Lord,  our  many  wants  supply ; 

Attend  to  every  case  ; 
While  humbled  in  the  dust  we  lie, 
Low  at  the  throne  of  Grace. 

7  We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  and  laws  ; 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace  ; 
And  we  do  bless  thee,  Lord,  because 
There  is  a  Throng  of  Grace. 

C.  M.  Gadsby^s  Col. 

The  Ground  and  Foundation  of  Prayer. 
Heb.  vii.  25. 


878 


WHEREWITH    shall  we   approach    the 
Lord, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
By  trusting  in  his  faithful  word, 
And  pleading  Christ  alone. 

The  blood,  the  righteousness,  and  love 

Of  Jesus  will  we  plead  ; 
He  lives  within  the  veil  above, 

For  us  to  intercede. 


879 


PRAYER.  629 

3  Sure  ground,  and  sure  foundation  too, 

We  find  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
Herein  we  every  blessing  view, 
And  every  favor  claim. 

4  Tlien  let  his  name  for  ever  be 

To  us  sujireuiely  dear  ; 
Our  only  all  prevailing  plea, 
For  all  our  hope  is  there. 

5  This  is  the  name  the  Father  loves 

To  hear  his  children  plead  ; 
And  all  such  pleading  he  approves 
And  blesses  them  indeed. 

L.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

"  0  Save  me  for  thy  mercies^  sake.''^ 
Psalm  vi.  4. 

1  X)EGARD,  great  God!  my  mournful  prayer, 
JLV  Make  my  poor  trembling  soul  thy  care  ; 
For  me  in  pity  undertake, 

And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

2  My  soul's  cast  down  within  me,  Lord, 
And  only  thou  canst  help  afford  ; 
Let  not  my  heart  with  sorrow  break. 
But  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

3  Such  dismal  storms  are  raised  within, 
By  Satan,  and  in-dwelling  sin. 
Which  all  my  soul  with  horror  shake  ; 
O  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

4  I've  foes  and  fears  of  every  shape, 
Nor  from  them  can  mj'  soul  escape  ; 
Upon  me.  Lord,  some  pity  take, 
And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

6  I've  scarce  a  glimmering  ray  of  light. 
With  me  'tis  little  else  but  night ; 

O,  for  my  help  do  thou  aAvake, 
And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

6  To  me,  dear  Savior,  turn  once  more  ; 
To  my  poor  soul  thy  joys  restore  ; 
Let  me  again  thy  smiles  partake  ; 
Lord,  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

L.  M.  Gadsby's  CoL 

"  God  be  tnerciful  to  me  a  sinner. ^^ 
Luke  xviii.  13. 

EAR,  gracious  God,  a  sinner's  cry, 
Fur  I  have  iio  where  else  to  tiy  ; 


880 


530  PRAYER. 

My  hope,  my  only  hope's  in  thee  ; 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !"    ' 

2  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  poor, 
And  wait  for  mercy  at  tliy  door  ; 
Indeed,  I've  no  where  else  to  flee  ; 
'*  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

3  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  weak, 

And  scarce  know  how  to  pray  or  speak; 
From  fear  and  weakness  set  me  free  ; 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

4  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  vile  ; 
Upon  me.  Lord,  vouchsafe  to  smile  ; 
Mercy,  through  blood,  I  make  my  plea  ; 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

6  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  great, 
And  well  thou  knowest  all  my  state  ; 
Yet  full  forgiveness  is  with  thee  ; 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

6  To  thee  I  come,  a  sinner  lost. 
Nor  have  I  aught  wherein  to  trust ; 
But  where  thou  art.  Lord,  I  would  be  ; 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

7  To  glory  bring  me,  Lord,  at  last. 
And  there,  when  all  my  fears  are  past, 
With  all  thy  saints  I'll  then  agree, 
God  has  been  merciful  to  me  ! 

QQ-j  C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^^-i-Jhave  longedfor  thy  salvation,  0  Lord. 
Psalm  cxix.  174. 

1  "VT  rEAEY  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin, 

y  V    Dear  Jesus,  set  me  free, 
And  to  th}'  glor}'  take  me  in, 
For  there  I  long  to  be. 

2  Burden'd,  dejected,  and  oppress'd, 

Ah,  whither  shall  I  flee 
But  to  thy  arms  for  peace  and  rest ; 
For  there  I  long  to  be. 

3  Empty,  polluted,  dark,  and  vain, 

Is  all  this  world  to  me  ; 
May  I  the  better  Avorld  obtain  ; 
For  there  I  long  to  be. 

4  Lord,  lot  a  tempest  tossed  soul 

That  peaceful  harbor  see. 
Where  waves  and  billows  never  roll ; 
For  there  I  long  to  be. 


PRAYER.  531 

5  Let  a  poor  laborer  here  below, 
When  from  his  toil  set  free, 
To  rest  and  peace  eternal  go  ; 
F'or  there  I  long  to  be. 
009  CM.  Newton. 

^^— '    An  Approach  to  the  Mercy  Seat. 
Psalm  xxii.  5-7. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat, 
J\.  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet. 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea  ; 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  : 
Thou  callest  bnrden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  L(jrd,  am  I, 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin  ; 

By  Satan  sorely  press'd  ; 
B}'  wars  without  and  fears  within, 
1  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place, 

Tliat,  shelter 'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  him,  Jesus  died. 

5  0  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

6  "  Poor  tempest  tossed  soul,  be  still ; 

My  promised  grace  receive  ; 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks  !  I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 

7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Brawn  by  Divine  Love. — Cant.  i.  4. 

^RAW  ni}'  soul  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
Make  me  love  thy  precious  word! 
Bid  me  seek  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Willing  to  be  saved  by  grace. 

Dearest  Jesus  !  bid  me  come  ; 
Let  me  find  thyself  my  home  ; 
Thou  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 
AVhere  I  may  my  troubles  roll. 

Lord,  th_v  powerful  work  begun, 
Thou  wilt  never  leave  undone  : 
Teach  me  to  confide  in  thee  : 
Thy  salvation's  wholly  free. 


883 


532  PEAYER. 

QQA  CM.  Gaflsby's  Col. 

^^"*         Craving  a  Crumb  of  Mercy. 
Matt.  XV.  '27. 

1  A     CRUMB  of  mercy,  Lord,  I  crave, 
J\_    Unworthy  to  be  fed 

Willi  dainties  such  as  angels  have, 
Or  with  the  children's  bread. 

2  Have  pity  on  my  needy  soul ; 

Thy  peace  and  pardon  give  ; 
Thy  love  can  make  the  wounded  whole 
And  bid  the  dying  live. 

3  Behold  me  prostrate  at  tliy  gate  ; 

Do  not  my  suit  deny  ; 
With  longing  eyes  for  thee  I  wait ; 
0,  help  me,  or  I  die  ! 

4  Wlien  thou  dost  give  a  heart  to  pray, 

Thou  wilt  incline  thine  ear ; 
From  me  turn  not  thy  face  away, 
But  my  petition  hear. 

5  So  shall  my  joyful  soul  adore 

The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
No  sinner  needed  mercy  more. 
That  ever  sought  thy  face. 

QQP{  S.  M.  Cxadsby'sCol. 

OiJtJ   rpffg  Throne  of  Grace.— Beh.  iv.  16. 

lEHOLD  the  Throne  of  Grace  ! 
The  promise  calls  me  near  ; 
There  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  pra3^er. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood 
Which,  sprinkled  round,  I  see, 

Provides,  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  : 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt. 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 

4  Bej'^ond  my  utmost  wants 

His  love  and  power  can  bless  ! 
To  praying  souls  he  always  grants 
More  thau  they  can  express. 

QQa  8.7.  Gadsby'sCol. 

OOUy/jg  Prayer  of  Necessity. — Ps.  xci.  15. 

1  /^OULD  the  creatures  help  or  ease  us, 
\_yi  Seldom  should  we  think  of  prayer ; 


PRAYER.  633 

Few,  if  any,  come  to  Jesus, 

Till  reiluced  to  self-despair. 
Long  vre  either  slight  or  doubt  him, 

But,  Avhen  all  our  means  we  try 
Prove  we  cannot  do  without  him, 

Then  at  last  to  him  we  cry. 

2  Fear  thou  not,  distress'd  believer  ; 

Venture  on  his  mighty  name  ; 
He  is  able  to  deliver. 

And  his  love  is  still  the  same  ! 
Can  his  pity  or  his  power 

Suffer  thee  to  pray  in  vain? 
Wait  but  his  appointed  liour, 

And  thy  suit  thou  shalt  obtain. 

007  7's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

^^  *      The  Power  of  Prayer.-  Ps.  i.  15. 

1  XN  themselves  as  weak  as  worms, 

■    How  can  poor  believer's  stand. 
When  temptations,  foes,  and  storms, 
Press  them  close  on  every  hand  ? 

2  Weak,  indeed,  they  feel  they  are. 
But  they  know  the  Throne  of  Grace ; 
And  the  God  who  answers  prayer. 
Helps  them  when  they  seek  his  face. 

3  Though  the  Lord  awhile  delay. 
Succor  they  at  length  obtain  :  . 

He  who  taught  their  hearts  to  pray, 
Will  not  let  them  cry  in  vain. 

4  For  the  wonders  he  has  wrought. 
Let  us  now  our  praises  give  ; 
And,  by  sweet  experience  taught. 
Call  upon  him  while  we  live. 

qoo  L.  M.  Gadsby'sCoL 

000  Praying  for  Christ  to  be  revealed. 

Gal.  i.  15,  16. 

1  A  MHDST  ten  thousand  anxious  cares, 
J\.  The  world  and  Satan's  deep-laid  snares, 
This  my  incessant  cry  shall  be, 

Jesus,  reveal  thyself  to  me. 

2  When  Sinai's  awful  thunder  roll'd. 
And  struck  with  terror  all  ray  soul, 
No  gleam  of  comfort  could  I  see. 
Till  Jesus  was  reveal'd  to  me. 

3  When  by  temptations  sore  oppress'd 
Distressful  anguish  fills  my  breast ! 


534  PRAYER. 

All,  all  is  grief  and  misery, 
Till  Jesus  is  reveal'd  to  me. 

4  When  various  lasts  imperious  rise, 
And  my  unguarded  soul  surprise  ; 
I'm  captive  led,  nor  can  get  free. 
Till  Christ  reveals  himself  to  me. 

5  When  darkness,  thick  as  beamless  night, 
Hides  the  lov'd  Savior  from  my  sight, 
Nothing  but  this  my  ardent  plea, 
Jesus,  reveal  thyself  to  me. 

6  'Tis  he  dispels  the  dismal  gloom  ; 
Gives  light  and  gladness  in  its  room; 

.    Then  have  I  joy  and  liberty. 
As  Christ  reveals  himself  to  me. 

QOQ  7's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

^'^^^J  Prayer  for  Spring. — Cant.  ii.  10-13. 

1  "T  ORB,  afford  a  spring  to  me ; 

I  1  Let  me  feel  like  what  I  see  ; 
Ah  !  my  winter  has  leen  long ! 
Chill'd  my  hopes  and  stopp'd  my  song. 
Winter  threatens  to  destroy 
Faith,  and  love,  and  every  joy  ; 
If  thy  life  is  in  the  root, 
Still  I  canuot  yield  thee  fruit. 

2  Speak,  and  by  thy  gracious  voice 
Make  my  drooping  soul  rejoice  : 
O,  beloved  Savior,  haste, 

Tell  me  all  the  storms  are  past ! 
On  thy  garden  deign  to  smile  ; 
Raise  the  plants,  enrich  the  soil ; 
Soon  thy  presence  will  restore 
Life  to  what  seem'd  dead  before. 

QQA  P.M.  Sonnets. 

^*^^  Jesus  saith  to  the  man,  Stretch  forth  thy 

hand,  and  he  stretched  it  forth. — Matt.  xii.  13. 

1  "TTOW  many  hapless  souls  we  see, 

M~l    That  come  to  wait,  dear  Lord,  on  thee, 

And  cannot  stretch  their  hand  : 
They  cannot  pray  without  a  book, 
But  witlier'd  are,  when  off  they  look, 
Nor  can  a  word  command. 

2  While  forms  alone  direct  the  tongue. 
And  jog  the  costive  thouglits  along, 

It  seems  a  still-born  prayer  ; 


PRAYER.  535 

For  pluck  the  borrow'd  lielpa  away, 
No  longer  can  j^ou  hear  thera  pray, 
But  like  a  mute  they  stare. 

3  Sure  none  but  Jesus  Christ  can  teach 
An  helpless  sinner  how  to  stretch 

A  praying  hand  to  God  ; 
His  Spirit  is  the  gracious  prop 
To  lift  and  keep  the  hand  lift  up 

Along  the  praying  road. 

4  Not  one  is  fit  to  teach  but  he, 
And  none  but  Jesus  shall  teach  me 

The  work  of  pray'r  and  praise  ; 
Lord,  give  devotion  kiudly  birth, 
And  bid  me  stretch  my  lame  hand  forth, 

And  keep  it  stretch'd  always. 

QQl  8.6.  Sonnets. 

Oo±  Formality  in  Prayer. 

1  "]\/rEN  seek  the  Lord  with  careless  thought, 
-    iVI     And   say   their  pray 'rs  like    children 

taught. 

With  no  sweet  love  or  fear  ; 
They  tramp  along  the  beaten  road, 
And  pray,  but  feel  not  after  God, 

Nor  find  his  presence  near. 

2  They  lift  their  eyes,  and  lift  the  hand, 
And  decently  devout  they  stand, 

But  no  communion  find  ; 
Delighted  much  when  prayer  is  done. 
And  weary  of  it  when  begun  ; 

They  loathe  it  in  their  mind. 

3  With  mind  so  dark,  and  temper  such, 
Men  evermore  hate  praying  much, 

And  hate  all  them  that  do  ; 
Yet  vainly  think  the  Lord  will  hear 
Such  most  offensive  tinkling  pray'r, 

And  pay  them  for  it  too. 

4  I  cannot  like  such  heathen  saint ; 
Communion  with  my  God  I  want. 

Or  when  I  sit  or  kneel : 
Of  pray'r  and  praise  I  weary  grow, 
The  work  is  dry,  the  heart  is  low, 

Unless  my  God  I  feel. 

5  As  Enoch  walked,  so  would  I, 
Beholding  God  with  steadfast  eye, 

And  never  from  him  rove  ; 


536  PEATER. 

Enjoy  his  presence  every  hour, 
Surrounded  with  his  mighty  pow'r, 
And  nourish'd  by  his  love. 

009  CM.  Sonnets. 

(Jt7-j  The  waiting  Christian. 

1  "l^/TY  business  lays  at  wisdom,'s  gate 
IVI    AVhere  needy  sinners  come, 

And  here  I  sue,  and  here  I  wait 
For  mercy's  falling  crumb. 

2  My  rags  and  wounds  my  wants  proclaim, 

And  help  from  him  implore  ; 
The  wounds  do  witness  I  am  lame, 
The  rags  that  I  am  poor. 

3  My  Lord,  I  Irear,  the  hungry  feeds. 

And  cheereth  souls  distrest ; 
He  loves  to  bind  up  broken  reeds, 
And  heal  a  bleeding  breast. 

4  His  name  is  Jesus,  full  of  grace, 

Which  draws  me  to  his  door  ; 
And  will  not  Jesus  shew  his  face. 
And  bring  his  gospel-store  ? 

5  Supplies  of  every  grace  I  want. 

And  each  day  want  supply  ; 
And  if  no  grace  the  Lord  will  grant, 
I  must  lay  down  and  die. 

G  But  oh  !  my  Lord,  such  news  shall  ne'er 
Be  told  in  Zio  :'s  street. 
That  some  poor  soul  fell  in  despair, 
And  died  at  Jesus'  feet. 

QQQ  P.M.  Sonnets. 

*^*^^     God  be  merciful  to  me  a  Sinner. 

1  fTlWO  people  come  to  pray, 

I     With  different  views  inclin'd  ; 
One  righteous  in  his  Avay, 
And  one  distress'd  in  mind  ; 
One  sees  himself  Avith  much  delight, 
And  one  laments  his  guilty  plight. 

2  One  tells  the  Lord  how  good. 

And  how  devout  he  was  ; 
And  pertly  thanks  his  God, 

It  was  the  very  case  ; 
But  mercy  he  forgets  to  crave, 
And  mercy  says  he  none  ahall  have. 


PRAYBB.  537 

Tlie  lowly  publican 

Stands  with  a  downcast  eye, 
And  like  a  ruin'd  man 
Lifts  up  a  doleful  cry; 
His  pray'r  is  sound,  and  would  suit  thee, 
"  0  God,  be  merciful  to  me." 

To  such  a  contrite  soul 

Tlie  Savior  draweth  nigh, 
And  makes  the  sinner  whole, 
And  sends  him  home  with  joy  ; 
Binds  up  his  wounds  in  every  part, 
And  bids  sweet  mercy  cheer  his  heart. 

So.  Lord,  I  would  be  fed, 

While  waiting  at  thy  board  ; 
I  want  no  better  bread 
Than  mercy  can  afford  ; 
No  sweeter  bread  I  can  receive, 
No  richer  bread  my  God  can  give. 

P.  M.  Newton. 

The  Beggar.— Matt.  vii.  7,  8. 


894 


1  T^XCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 

S^J  Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold,  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door  ! 
No  hand,  no  heart,  0  Lord,  but  thine, 
Cau  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 
Relief  from  men  to  gain. 
If  offer'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain  ; 
And  pleas  which  move  thy  gracious  ear. 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say. 
That  though  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there  was  a  day 
When  I  possessed  more  ; 

Thou  know'st  that,  from  my  very  birth, 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth. 

4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 
As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 
My  faults  have  been  but  few  ; 

If  thou  should'st  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 


538  PRAYER. 

5  'Twere  folly  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before ; 

Or,  if  thou'it  uowbefriend, 

I'll  trouble  tliee  no  more  : 
Thou  often  liast  reliev'd  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  an  one  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  : 

0  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go, 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounty  to  conceal 
From  others  who,  like  me, 
Their  wants  and  hunger  feel : 

I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, — 
Enough  to  feed  a  thousand  more. 

8  Thy  thoughts,  thou  Only  Wise  ! 
Our  thoughts  and  wa3's  transcend, 
Far  as  the  arched  skies 

Above  the  earth  extend  : 
Such  pleas  as  mine  men  would  not  hear. 
But  God  receives  a  beggar's  prayer, 

QQ  ^  7s.  NeAvton. 

^'^^  The  Change. 

1  CI  AVIOR,  shine,  and  cheer  my  soul, 
io  Bid  my  dying  liopes  revive  ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole. 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive  ; 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free. 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

2  Shall  I  sigh  and  pray  in  v;un, 

Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  hear ; 
Wilt  thou  not  return  again, 

Must  I  yield  to  blank  despair  ? 
Thou  hast  taught  my  heart  to  pi'ay, 
Canst  thou  turn  thy  face  away  ? 

3  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 

Firmly  fix'd,  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  tliy  grace  was  all  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  fdl'd  with  love  ; 
Those  were  happy  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  piaise. 


PRAYER.  539 

4      VHien  my  friends  have  said,  "  Bewai-e, 
Soon  or  late  you'll  find  a  change," 
[  could  see  no  cause  for  fear, 
Vain  their  caution  seem'd,  and  ^strange  : 
Not  a  cloud  obscur'd  my  sky, 
Could  I  think  a  tempest  nigh? 
6      Little,  then,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power  ; 
Now  I  find  their  words  were  true, 
Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour  ; 
Sin  htis  put  my  joys  to  flight. 
Sin  hf^s  chang'd  my  day  to  night. 
6      Satan  asks,  and  mocks  my  woe, 

''  Boaster,  Avhere  is  now  your  God  ;" 
Silence,  Lord,  this  cruel  foe. 
Let  him  know  I'm  bought  with  blood  : 
Tell  him,  since  I  know  thy  name. 
Though  I  change,  thou  art  the  same. 

Q()f\  CM.  Newton. 

Od\j    Pleading  for  Mercy.— FsaAm  vi. 

"X  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  rebuke 
Thy  feeble  worm,  my  God  ! 
My  spirit  dreads  thine  angry  look, 
And  trembles  at  thy  rod. 

2  Have  merc)%  Lord,  for  I  am  weak, 

Regard  my  heavy  groans  ; 
0,  let  thy  voice  of  comfort  speak, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones. 

3  By  day,  my  busy  beating  head 

Is  fiU'd  with  anxious  fears  ; 
By  night,  upon  mj'  restless  bed, 
I  weep  a  flood  of  tears. 

4  Thus  I  sit  desolate  and  mourn. 

Mine  e.yes  grow  dull  with  grief. 
How  long,  my  Lord,  ere  thou  return, 
And  bring  my-soul  relief?. 

5  0,  come  and  show  thy  power  to  save. 

And  spare  my  fainting  breath  ; 
For  who  can  praise  thee  in  the  grave, 
Or  sing  tln^  name  in  death? 

6  Satan,  my  cruel  envious  foe, 

Insults  me  in  my  pain  ; 
He  smiles  to  see  me  brought  so  low, 
And  tells  me  hope  is  vain. 


540  PRAYER. 

7  Butliencc,  thou  enemy,  depart! 
Nor  tempt  me  to  despair  ; 
My  Savior  comes  to  cheer  my  heart, 
The  Lord  has  heard  my  prayer. 

QOT"  CM.  Newton. 

^^  *  On  Opening  a  Place  for  Social  Prayer. 

^EAR  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  here 
Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
As  thou  hast  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  liearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell  ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  Show  ns  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Onr  fainting  hope  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessings  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

4  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

QOQ  C.  M.  Watts. 

O'JiJ  Pleading  the  Promises. 

1  T)EHOLD  thy  waiting  servant.  Lord, 

t>  Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 

And  promis'd  quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

3  My  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

O  bear  thy  servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail,    * 
Which  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  0  Lord? 

Then  let  tiiy  truth  appear  ; 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 

QQQ  CM.  '  Watts 

UO'J        ^  Prayer  for  the  Afflicted. 

1    y^fEAR  me,  0  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 
But  answer  lest  I  die  : 


PRAYER.  5'U 

Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wasted  like  the  smoke 

Dissolving  in  the  air  ; 
My  strength  is  dried,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag  like  withei'ing  grass 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat ; 
In  secret,  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  some  lonely  building's  top 

The  sparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  liope 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness, 

Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl ; 
There  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  there  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast ; 
While  sharp  reproaches  wound  my  ears. 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  souls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down. 

9  My  locks  like  withered  leaves  appear. 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grdws  faint  as  evening  shadoAvs  are. 
That  vanish  into  night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

0  my  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arise  and  show  thy  face. 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  the  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 


542  PRAYER. 

12    He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And  1)3'  mysterious  ways, 
Hedeeins  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  lills  their  tongues  Avith  praise. 

QAA  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  Sick  Bed  Devolion. 

1  /^1  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  doAvn, 
VX  Behold  the  pains  I  ifjel ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
JS'or  dare  dispute  tliy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants.  Lord, 

Tliey  come  at  thy  command  ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word 

Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries, 

llemove  thy  sharp  rebukes  ; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes, 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  "l^eneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke! 
Adam  and  all  his  numerous  race 
Are  vanity  and  smoke. 

6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  wore. 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

7  But  if  my  life  be  spar'd  a  while,  « 

Before  my  last  remove. 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thj'  love. 

qfil  CM.  Watts. 

^^  J- Benefit  of  Afflictions,  and  support  urider 

them. 

1  /CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
y_J  And  thy  deliverance  send  ; 

My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end? 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
'    To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 

And  live  upon  my  God. 


9o: 


PRATER.  643 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When. new  distress  begins, 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  liate  my  former  sins. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled,  ♦ 
My  soul,  opprest  with  sorrow's  weight, 
,     Had  snnic  amongst  the  dead. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
The  sharpest  sufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

G  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod. 
My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  tliy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

19  CM.  Rippon'sCol. 

Imploring  the  presence  of  God. 

1  T"  ORD  !  let  me  see  thy  beauteous  face  ! 

1  2  It  yields  a  heaven  below  ; 
And  angels  round  the  throne  will  say, 
'Tis  all  the  heaven  they  know. 

2  A  glimpse— a  single  glimpse  of  thee 

Would  more  delight  my  soul 
Than  this  vain  world,  with  all  its  joys, 
(lould  I  possess  the  whole. 

C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Walking  in  Darkness  and  lYusling  in 
God. 
"EAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan. 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs  ; 
Wiiea  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone  ; 
And  when  my  joys  arise  ! 

2  My  God — 0  could  I  make  the  claim— 

My  Father  and  my  Friend — 
And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name 
On  which  thy  saints  depend  ! 

3  B3'  ev'ryname  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  hum')le  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

4  Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourng. 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay ; 
Here  I  would  rest  till  light  returns, 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 


903 


544  PRAYER. 

5  Spealc,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
0  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Tlien  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  ble.*i  thy  healing  rays, 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 
For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

QA/f  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 

«/  Utt        Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 
Matt.  xxvi.  41. 

1  A  LAS  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 
/\.  What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 

To  heaven,  0  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  honrly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  floAving  tears! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah  !  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears? 

3  0  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  eflbrts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Thougli  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope. 

When  foos  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside. 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  0  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 
QA/^  S.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

uyjOj^  Broken  Heart  and  a  Bleeding  Savior. 

1  TTNTO  thine  altar.  Lord, 

\J    A  broken  heart  I  bring  ; 
And  wilt  thou  graciously  accept 
Of  such  a  worthless  thing  ? 

2  To  Olirist,  the  bleeding  Larab, 
My  faith  directs  its  eyes  ; 

Thou  mayest  reject  that  worthless  thing, 
But  not  the  sacrifice. 


PRAYER.  645 

3      When  he  gave  up  the  ghost, 
The  law  was  satisfied  ; 
And  now  to  its  most  rigorous  claims, 
I  answer,  'Jesus  died.' 

Qr\(\  L.  M.  Beddome. 

^  ^ '-'  Holy  Boldness. 

SPRIXKLED  with  reconciling  blood, 
I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  0  God  ; 
Thy  face  no  frowning  aspect  wears. 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears  ! 

Th'  encircling  rainbow,  peaceful  sign, 
Doth  with  refulgent  brightness  shine  ; 
And  while  my  faith  beholds  it  near, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 

3  Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay, 
With  courage  sing,  with  fervor  pray  ; 
And,  though  myself  a  wretch  undone, 
Hope^for  acceptance  through  thy  Son. 

4  Thy  Son,  who  on  the  accursed  tree 
Expir'd  to  set  the  vilest  free, 

On  this  I  build  ray  only  claim, 
And  all  I  ask  is  in  his  uame. 

QAT"  L.  M.  Rippon'sCol. 

^^  *    EzekieVs  Vision  of  the  Dry  Bones. 

1  T  OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye; 
jLJ  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground. 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these,  mouldering  corpses  live  ? 
And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive  ? 
That  mighty  God  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  "wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death; 
Dr}'  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 

^  They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

6  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake  the  heavens  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 
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546  PRAYER. 

QAO  CM.  Rippon's  Col. 

^^^ Desiring  to  Walk  in  the  Way  of  Holiness 

and  Haiypiness. — Psalm  Ixxxiv.  8. 

ORD  God,  omnipotent  to  bless, 
My  supplication  hear  ; 
Guardian  of  Jacob,  to  my  voice, 
Incline  thy  gracious  ear. 

2  If  I  have  never  yet  begun 

To  tread  the  sacred  road, 
0  teach  my  wandering  feet  the  way 
To  Zion's  blest  abode  ! 

3  Or,  if  I'm  trav'ling'ln  the  path. 

Assist  me  with  thy  strength, 
And  let  me  swift  advances  make. 
And  reach  my  home  at  length. 

^  My  care,  my  hope,  my  first  request. 
All  are  compris'd  in  this. 
To  follow  where  thy  saints  have  led,  1 
And  then  pa-rtake  their  bliss. 

QAQ  8.7.4.  Newton. 

V\JO  Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

AVIOR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die  : 
Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd. 
Every  plant  looked  gay  and  green; 

Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen ! 

Lord,  revive  us. 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  ;  * 

'Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed. 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee  : 

Lord,  revive  us. 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ! 


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PRATER.  547 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 

Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth? 
Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 

Bright  examples  to  our  youth  ! 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ! 

6  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below  : 
Some,  alas  !  we  fear,  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show  : 
Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee! 

7  Younger  plants — the  sight  how  pleasant ! 

Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms  stood  ; 
But  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 

Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  i3ud  : 
Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

8  Dearest  Savior,  hasten  hither. 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again, 
Oh  !  permit  them  not  to  wither. 

Let  not  all  our  hojjes  be  vain. 
Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 

9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent ; 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers. 
Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant. 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 

AH  our  help  must  come  from  thee  ! 
10     Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh: 
Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

OTA  CM.  Primitive. 

^ ^^  Prayer  Described. 

1  T3RAYER  is  the  saint's  sincere  desire. 
JL     Unuttered  or  express'd  ; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh. 

The  falling  of  a  tear ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 


548  PRAYEK. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer  the  siiblimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air  ; 
The  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


911 


C.  M.  Newton. 

A  Sin  Sick  Soul. 


►IIYSTCIAN  of  my  sin-sick  soul, 
To  thee  I  bring  my  case  ; 
My  raging  malady  control, 
And  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

2  Pity  the  anguish  I  endure, 

See  how  I  mourn  and  pine  ; 
For  never  can  I  hope  a  cure 
From  any  hand  but  thine. 

3  I  would  disclose  my  whole  complaint, 

Bat  where  shall  I  begin  ? 
No  words  of  mine  can  fully  paint 
That  worst  distemper,  sin. 

4  It  lies  not  in  a  single  part. 

But  through  my  frame  is  spread, 
A  burning  fever  in  my  heart, 
A  palsy  in  my  head. 

6  It  makes  me  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  blind 
And  impotent  and  lame  ; 
And  overclouds,  and  fills  my  mind 
With  folly,  fear  and  shame. 

6  A  thousand  evil  thoughts  intrude. 

Tumultuous,  in  my  breast; 
Which  indispose  me  for  my  food, 
And  rob  me  of  my  rest. 

7  Lord,  I  am  sick,  regard  my  cry 

And  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Say,  canst  thou  let  a  sinner  die, 
Who  longs  to  live  with  thee? 


912 


C.  M.  Newton. 


1  ~\rOW,  Lord,  inspire  the  preacher's  heart, 
_Li    And  teach  his  tongue  to  speak; 
Food  to  the  hungry  soul  impart. 
And  cordials  to  the  weak". 


PBAYEK.  649 

2  Furnish  us  all  with  light  and  powers 
To  walk  in  Wisdom's  ways  ; 
So  shall  the  benefit  be  ours, 
And  thou  shalt  have  the  praise. 

QT  o  S.  M.  Newton. 

1  TTUNGRY,  and  faint,  and  poor, 
XjL  Be 'old  us.  Lord,  again 

Assembled  at  thy  mercy's  door, 
Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 

2  Thy  word  commands  us  nigh, 
Or  we  must  starve  indeed  ; 

For  we  no  money  have  to  buy 
No  righteousness  to  plead. 

3  The  food  our  spirits  want 
Thy  hand  alone  can  give  ; 

Oh  !  hear  the  prayer  of  faith,  and  grant 
That  we  may  eat  and  live. 

L.  M.  Newton. 

Psalm  cvi.  4-5. 
EMBMBER  us,  we  pray  thee,  Lord, 
With  those  who  love  thy  gracious  name, 
And  to  our  souls  that  good  afford, 
Thy  promise  has  prepar'd  for  them. 

To  us  thy  great  salvation  show, 
Give  us  a  taste  of  love  divine, 
That  we  thy  people's  joy  may  know 
And  in  their  holy  triumph  join. 

lO's*  Newton. 

The  Mercy-Seat. 

CHEER  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy-seat. 
Sprinkled  with  blood,  where  Jesus  aa- 
swers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  cast  thyself  beneath  his  feet, 
For  never  needy  sinner  perish'd  there. 

Lord,  I  am  come  !  thy  promise  is  my  plea. 
Without  thy  word  I  durst  not  venture  nigh  ; 
But  thou  hast  called  the  burden'd  soul  to 

thee, 
A  weary,  burden'd  soul,  0  Lord,  am  1 1 

Bow'd  down  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan's  fierce  temptations  sorely  prest. 
Beset  without,  and  full  of  fears  within. 
Trembling  and  faint,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 


914 


915 


550  PRAYER. 

4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 
I  know  no  force  can  tear  me  from  thy  side ; 
Unmov'd  I  then  may  all  accusers  face, 
And  answer  ev'ry  charge  with  "  Jesus  died." 

6  Yes,  thou  didst  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groan, 
and  die, 

"Well  hast  thou  known  what  fierce  tempta- 
tions mean  ; 

Such  was  thy  love  ;  and  now,  enthron'd  on 
high. 

The  same  compassions  in  thy  bosom  reign. 

6  Lord,  give  me  faith  : — he  hears  :  what  grace 

is  this  ! 
Dry  up   thy  tears,   my  soul,  and   cease   to 

grieve  ; 
He  shows  me  what  he  did,  and  who  he  is, 
I  must,  I  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe. 

Ql  f\  L-M.  Cowper. 

^  -^  ^    Looking  Upwards  in  •  Storm. 

1  f^  OD  of  my  life  to  thee  I  call, 
VT  Afflicted  at  tliy  feet  I  fall ; 

•    When  the  great  water  floods  prevail. 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint ! 
Where  should  T  lodge  my  deep  complaint? 
Where  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor. 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee. 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer  ; 
But  a  prayer-hearing,  answering  God, 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

6  Fair  is  the  lot  that's  cast  for  me  ; 
I  have  an  advocate  with  thee  ; 
They  whom  the  world  caresses  most, 
Have  no  such  privilege  to  boast. 

6  Poor,  though  I  am,  despis'd,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed. 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 


PEAYER.  651 

q l  7  CM.  Cowper. 

*J  ^  •  Self- Acquaintance. 

1  T>ITY,  0  Lord,  my  sinful  heart, 

I      Which  of  itself  complains, 
And  mourns,  with  much  and  frequent  smart, 
The  evil  it  contains. 

2  There  fiery  seeds  of  anger  lurk, 

Which  often  hurt  my  frame  ; 
And  wait  but  for  the  tempter's  work, 
To  fan  them  to  a  flame. 

3  Legality  holds  out  a  bribe  _ 

To  purchase  life  from  thee  ; 
And  discontent  would  fain  prescribe 
How  thou  shalt  deal  with  me. 

4  While  unbelief  withstands  thy  grace, 

And  puts  the  mercy  by, 
Presumption,  with  a  brow  of  brass, 
Says,  "  Give  me,  or  I  die." 

5  How  eager  are  my  thoughts  to  roam 

In  quest  of  what  they  love  ; 
But,  ah  !  when  duty  calls  them  home, 
How  heavily  they  move  ! 

6  0  cleanse  me  in  a  Savior's  blood ! 

Transform  me  by  thy  power  ; 
And  make  me  thy  belov'd  abode, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Ql  Q  L.  M.  Newton. 

*^ -*-*-'        JReturn,  0  Lord:  how  long? 

1  "OETURX  to  bless  my  waiting  ej^es, 

JLV  And  cheer  my  mourning  heart,  0  Lord ! 
Without  thee,  all  beneath  the  skies 
No  real  pleasure  can  afford. 

2  When  thy  lov'd  presence  meets  ray  sight. 
It  softens  care  and  sweetens  toil ; 

The  sun  shines  forth  with  double  light, 
The  whole  creation  wears  a  smile. 

3  Upon  thine  arm  of  love  I  rest. 

Thy  gracious  voice  forbids  my  fear  ; 
No  storms  disturb  my  peaceful  breast, 
No  foes  assault  when  thou  art  near. 

4  But,  ah  !  since  thou  hast  been  away. 
Nothing  but  trouble  have  I  known  ; 
And  Satan  marks  me  for  his  prey 
Because  he  sees  me  left  alone. 


552  PRATER. 

5  My  sun  is  hid,  my  comforts  lost, 
My  graces  droop,  my  sins  revive  ; 
Distress'd,  disraay'd,  and  tempest-toss'd, 
My  soul  is  only  just  alive. 

6  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  and  come  again! 
Put  all  mine  enemies  to  shame, 
And  let  them  see  'tis  not  in  vain 
That  I  have  trusted  in  thy  name. 

QIQ  CM.  Newton. 

^  -*-  ^  The  Way  of  Access. 

1  /^NE  glance  of  thine,  eternal  Lord  ! 
yy  Pierces  all  nature  through  ; 
Nor  heaven,  nor  earth,  nor  hell  afford 

A  shelter  from  thy  view. 

2  The  mighty  whole,  each  smaller  part, 

At  once  before  thee  lies  ; 
And  every  thought  of  every  heart 
Is  open  to  thiue  eyes. 

3  Though  greatly  from  myself  conceal'd, 

Thou  see'st  my  inward  frame  ; 
To  thee  I  always  stand  reveal'd, 
Exactly  as  I  am. 

4  Since,  therefore,  I  can  hardly  bear 

Wliat  in  myself  I  see  ; 
How  vile  ancl  black  must  I  appear. 
Most  holy  God,  to  thee  ? 

5  But  since  my  Savior  stands  between, 

In  garments  dyed  in  blood, 
'Tis  he,  instead  of  me,  is  seen. 
When  I  approach  to  God. 

6  Thus,  thougli  a  sinner,  I  am  safe  ; 

He  pleads  before  the  tlirone. 
His  life  and  death  in  my  behalf, 
And  calls  my  sins  bis  own. 

7  What  wondrous  love,  what  mysteries, 

In  this  appointment  sliine  ! 
My  breaches  of  the  law  are  his, 
And  his  obedience  mine. 

C.  M.  Newton. 

The  Waiting  Soul. 

REATHE  from  tlie  gentle  South,  0  Lord, 
And  cheer  me  from  the  North  ; 
Blow  on  the  treasures  of  thy  word. 
And  call  the  spices  forth ! 


920 


PRATER.  553 

2  I  wish,  thou  know'st,  to  be  resign'd, 

And  wait  with  patient  hope  ; 
But  hope  delay'd  fatigues  the  mind, 
And  drinks  the  spirits  up. 

3  Help  me  to  reach  the  distant  goal, 

Confirm  my  feeble  knee, 
Pity  the  sickness  of  a  soul 
That  faints  for  love  of  thee. 

4  Cold  as  I  feel  this  heart  of  mme, 

Yet  since  I  feel  it  so, 
It  yields  some  hope  of  life  divine, 
Within,  however  low. 

5  I  seem  forsaken  and  alone, 

I  hear  the  lion  roar, 
And  ev'ry  door  is  shut  but  one, 
And  that  is  mercy's  door. 

6  There,  till  the  dear  Deliv'rer  come, 

I'll  waic  with  humble  prayer  ; 

And  when  he  calls  his  exile  home. 

The  Lord  shall  find  me  there. 

091  CM.  Montgomery. 

1  /~\NE  thing,  with  all  my  soul's  desire, 
\_J  I  sought  and  w  11  pursue  ; 

What  thine  own  Spirit  doth  inspire, 
Lord  !  for  thy  servant  do. 

2  Grant  me  within  thy  courts  a  place, 

Among  thy  saints  a  seat. 

For  ever  to  behold  thy  face. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet. 

3  In  thy  pavilion  to  abide, 

Wlien  storms  of  trouble  blow, 
And  in  thy  tabernacle  hide, 
Secure  from  every  foe. 

4  *'  Seek  ye  my  face  ;" — without  delay, 

When  tljus  I  hear  thee  speak, 
My  heart  would  leap  for  joy,  and  say, 
'"  Thy  face,  Lord,  will  1  seek." 

5  Then  leave  me  not  when  griefs  assail. 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 
When  father,  mother,  kindred  fail. 
My  God  !  remember  me. 

6  Oft  had  I  fainted  and  resign'd 

Of  every  hope  my  hold. 


654  PRAYER. 

But  mine  afflictions  brought  to  mind 
Thy  benefits  of  old. 
7  Wait  on  the  Lord,  with  courage  wait ; 
My  soul !  disdain  to  fear  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  is  at  the  gate, 
And  thy  redemption  near. 

QOO  7's  Montgomery. 

1  TTEARKEN,  Lord,  to  my  complaints, 
XjL  For  my  soul  within  me  faints ; 
Thee,  far  off,  I  call  to  mind, 

In  the  land  I  left  behind, 

Where  the  streams  of  Jordan  flow, 

Where  the  heights  of  Hermon  glow. 

2  Tempest-tost,  my  failing  bark 
Founders  on  the  ocean  dark  ; 
Deep  to  deep  around  me  call, 
With  the  rush  of  water-fall ; 
While  I  plunge  to  lower  caves, 
Overwhelm'd  by  all  thy  waves. 

3  Once  the  morning's  earliest  light 
Brought  thy  mercy  to  my  sight, 
And  my  wakeful  song  was  heard 
Later  than  the  evening  bird ; 
Hast  thou  all  my  prayers  forgot  ? 
Dost  thou  scorn,  or  hear  them  not  ? 

4  Why,  my  soul,  art  thou  perplex'd  ? 
Why  with  faithless  trouble  vex'd? 
Hope  in  God,  whose  saving  name 
Tiiou  shalt  joyfully  proclaim. 
When  his  countenance  shall  shine 
Through  the  clouds  that  darken  thine. 

7's.  Montgomery. 


923 


^J 


UDGE  me.  Lord,  in  righteousness  ; 
Plead  for  me  in  my  distress : 
Good  and  merciful  thou  art, 
Bind  this  bleeding,  broken  heart?'; 
Cast  me  not  despairing  hence, 
Be  thy  love  my  confidence. 

Send  thy  light  and  truth  to  guide 
Me,  too  prone  to  turn  aside. 
On  thy  holy  hill  to  rest, 
In  tliy  tabernacles  blest; 
There,  to  God,  my  chiefest  joy. 
Praise  shall  all  my  powers  employ. 


PEATEU.  655 


3  Why,  my  soul,  art  tlion  dismay'd? 
Why  of  earth  or  hell  afraid  ? 
Trust  in  God  ;— disdain  to  yield. 
While  o'er  thee  he  casts  his  shield, 
And  his  comitenance  divine 
Sheds  the  light  of  Heaven  on  thine. 

QO^  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  /^  GOD  !  thou  art  my  God  alone, 
\_J  Early  to  thee  ray  soul  shall  cry ; 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Oh  that  it  were  as  it  hath  been,  * 
When,  praying  in  the  holy  place. 

Thy  power  and  glory  I  have  seen. 
And  mark'd  the  footsteps  of  thy  grace ! 

3  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 
I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God  ! 

Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways, 
I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

4  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night. 
When  I  remember  on  my  bed. 

Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light, 
Thj^  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

5  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 
Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me  ; 

For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above. 
Or  what  on  earth  compared  with  thee  ? 

6  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice, 
For  all  thy  mercy  I  will  give  ; 

My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice, 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 


925 


7's.  Montgomery. 


1  /~^  OD  !  be  merciful  to  me, 
VDT  For  my  spirit  trusts  in  thee. 
And  to  thee,  her  refuge,  springs: 
Be  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Bound  the  trembling  sinner  cast. 
Till  the  storm  is  overpast. 

2  From  the  water  floods  that  roll 
Deep  and  deeper  round  mj'  soul, 
Me,  thine  arm  almighty  take, 


658  PRAYER. 

For  thy  loving  kindness'  sake, 

If  thy  triitti  from  me  depart, 

Thy  rebuke  would  break  my  heart. 

3  Foes  increase,  they  close  me  round, 
Friend  nor  comforter  is  found  ; 
Sore  temptations  now  assail, 

Hope  and  strength  and  courage  fail ; 
Turn  not  from  thy  servant's  ferief, 
Hasten,  Lord,  to  my  relief. 

4  Poor  and  sorrowful  am  I ; 
Set  me,  0  my  God  !  on  high  : 
Wonders  thou  for  me  hast  wrought : 
Nigh  to  death  my  soul  is  brought ; 

.  Save  me.  Lord,  in  mercy  save, 
Lest  I  sink  below  the  grave. 

QO^  7'8.  Montgomery. 

1  TTASTEN,  Lord,  to  my  release, 
XX  Haste  to  help  me,  O  my  God ! 

•  Foes,  like  armed  bands,  increase  ; 
Turn  them  back  the  way  they  trod. 

2  Dark  temptations  round  me  press. 
Evil  thoughts  my  soul  assail , 
Doubts  and  fears,  in  my  distress, 
Pvise,  till  flesh  and  spirit  fail. 

3  Those  that  seek  thee  shall  rejoice  ; 
I  am  bow'd  with  misery ; 

Yet  I  make  thy  law  ray  choice  ; 
Turn,  my  God !  and  look  on  me. 

4  Thou  mine  only  Helper  art. 
My  Redeemer  from  the  grave  ; 
Strength  of  my  desiring  heart, 
Do  not  tarry,  haste  to  save ! 

007  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  T  ORD  !  let  my  prayer  like  incense  rise. 

■  J  And  when  1  lift  my  hands  to  thee. 
As  on  the  evening  sacrifice. 
Look  down  fro'm  heav'n,  well  pleas'd,  on  me. 

2  Set  thou  a  watch  to  keep  my  tongue, 
Let  not  my  heart  to  sin  incline  ; 

Save  me  from  men  who  practice  wrong. 
Let  me  not  share  their  mirth  and  wine, 

3  But  let  the  righteous,  when  1  stray. 
Smite  me  in  love  ; — his  strokes  are  kind ; 


PRATER.  657 

His  mild  reproofs,  like  oil,  allay 
The  wounds  they  make,  aud  heal  tlie  mind. 
4  Mine  eyes  are  unto  thee,  my  God ! 
Behold  me  humbled  iu  the  dust; 
I  kiss  the  hand  that  wields  the  rod, 
I  own  thy  chastisements  are  just. 

6  But  oh !  redeem  me  from  the  snares 
With  which  the  world  surrounds  my  feet, 
Its  riches,  vanities,  and  cares, 
Its  love,  its  hatred,  its  deceit. 


L.  M.  Montgomery. 


928 

1  TTEAR  me,  0  Lord  !  in  my  distress, 
Jtl.  He  'r  me  in  truth  and  righteousness  ; 
For,  at  thy  bar  of  judgment  tried, 

None  living  can  be  justified. 

2  Lord!  I  have  foes  without,  within, 
The  world,  the  flesh,  indwelling  sin. 
Life's  daily  ills,  temptation's  power, 
And  Satan  roaring  to  devour. 

3  These,  these  my  fainting  soul  surround. 
My  strength  is  smitten  to  the  ground  ; 
Like  those  long  dead,  beneath  their  weight 
Crush'd  is  my  heart  aud  desolate. 

4  Yet,  in  the  gloom  of  silent  thought, 

I  call  to  mind  what  God  hath  wrought, 
Thy  wonders  in  the  days  of  old, 
Thy  mercies  great  and  manifold. 
6  Ah  !  then  to  thee  I  stretch  my  hands, 
Like  failing  streams  through  desert-sands ; 
I  thirst  for  thee,  as  harvest  plains 
Parch'd  by  the  summer  thirst  for  rains. 

6  0!  let  me  not  thus  hopeless  lie, 
Like  one  condemned  at  morn  to  die, 
But  with  the  morning  may  I  see 
Thy  loving-kindness  visit  me. 

V  Teach  me  thy  will,  subdue  my  own  ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  thou  alone  ; 
By  thy  good  Spirit  guide  me  still, 
Safe  Irom  all  foes,  to  Zion's  h  11. 

8  Release  my  soul  from  trouble,  Lord! 
Quicken  and  keep  me  by  thy  word ; 
May  all  its  promises  be  mine  ! 
Be  thou  my  portion — I  am  thine. 


558  PRAYER. 

090  7's. 

^-^^        Chrisi,  the  Day-star. 

1  /CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies— 
\_J  Christ,  the  true,  the  only  liglit ; 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise. 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Payspring  from  on  high,  be  near, 
Day-Star,  in  our  hearts  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 
If  it  bring  no  ray  from  thee  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  we  see. 
Lord,  thine  inward  light  impart, 
Cheering  each  benighted  heart. 

3  Visit  every  soul  of  thine, 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 

Fill  with  radiancy  divine, 

Scatter  all  our  unbelief; 

More  and  more  thyself  display, 

Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 
QOA  8'8. 

^^yj        Beiurning  Backsliders. 

1  r\  SHEPHERD  of  Israel,  divine! 

\J  Too  far  from  thy  fold  I  have  stray'd  ; 
What  hand  can  restore  me  but  thine, 
Thus  wounded,  cast  down,  and  ^lisniay'd? 
My  soul  would  look  upward  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate,  I'll  cry  from  the  dust; 
No  other  salvation  I  see. 
In  no  other  name  will  I  trust. 

2  Thou,  thou  art  my  strength  and  my  shield, 
Henceforth  in  thy  arms  I'll  confide  ; 

The  weapons  alone  I  will  wield, 
Thy  wisdom  and  mercy  provide  : 
Salvation  belongs  to  the  Lord, 
Deliv'rauce  must  come  from  his  hand  ; 
0  !  who  would  not  trust  in  his  word, 
Acknowledge  his  right  to  command? 

3  O  Shepherd  of  Israel,  divine, 
Thy  life-giving  presence  I  feel ; 

Let  the  light  of  thy  countenance  shine. 
Thine  arm  now  in  mercy  reveal ; 
For  strength  and  deliv'rance  I  wait; 
On  thee  in  my  trouble  I  call. 
My  sinful  backslidings  I  hate. 
Uphold  me,  dear  Lord,  or  I  fall. 


PRAYER.  669 

QO-I  CM. 

<-'*J^  Habitual  Devotion. 

1  "TXrHILS'f  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  ! 

VV    Be  my  vaiu  wishes  still'd, 
And  maj'  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd: 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favor'd  hour, 

Tby  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath'ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


932 


L.  M. 

Heavenly -Ml  ndedness. 


1  /^     THAT  my  groveling  tho'ts  could  rise, 
V/j    And  rest  on  things  above  the  skies; 
Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  in  glory  bright, 
Sits  clothed  in  robes  of  heavenly  light. 

2  Why  should  my  heart  descend  so  low, 
To  brood  on  earth,  a  world  of  wo, 

While  heaven,  where  endless  pleasures  roll. 
Waits  to  entrance  the  new-born  soul. 

3  Sickly,  and  weak,  and  languid,  I 
Now  flutter,  and  attempt  to  fly  ; 

But  earth,  and  sense,  and  guilt  combined 
Hang  heavily  upon  my  mind. 

4  Savior,  let  thine  attractions  be 
But  felt  in  all  their  force  by  me, 
Then  shall  I  mount  on  wings  of  love, 
And  fix  and  dwell  "  on  things  above." 


660  PRAISE. 


PKAISE. 

qqq  Va.  Gadsby'sCoI. 

^^^ Peace  made  by  the  Blood  of  the  Cross. 
He'b.  vii.  22. 

1  /CHRIST,  exalted,  is  oar  song, 

V^  H3^mu'd  by  all  the  blood-bought  throng  ; 
To  his  throne  our  shouts  shall  rise ; 
God  with  us  by  sacred  ties. 

2  Shout,  believer,  to  thy  God  ; 

He  hath  once  the  wine-press  trod; 
Peace  procured  by  blood  divine  ; 
Cancell'd  all  thy  sins  and  mine. 

3  Here  thy  bleeding  wounds  are  heai'd  ; 
Sin  condemn'd  and  pardon  seal'd: 
Grace  her  empire  still  maintains  ; 
Christ  without  a  rival  reigns. 

4  Through  corruption,  felt  within  ; 
Darkuess,  deadness,  guilt,  and  sin ; 
Still  to  Jesus  turn  thine  eyes- 
Israel's  hope  and  sacrifice. 

5  In  thy  Surety  thou  art  free  ; 

His  dear  hands  were  pierced  for  tbee  ; 
With  his  spotless  vesture  on; 
Holy  as  the  Holy  One. 

6  Oh  !  the  heights,  the  depths  of  grace, 
Shining  with  meridian  blaze  ; 

Here  tlie  sacred  records  show, 
Sinners  black,  but  comely  too. 

7  Saints,  dejected,  cease  to  mourn; 
Faith  shall  soon  to  vision  turn  ; 
Ye  the  kingdom  shall  obtain, 
And  with  Christ  exalted  reign. 

QQA  8.  7.  Robinson. 

UO^        p^QQ  Qrace.—l  Sara.  vii.  12. 

1  /^OMB,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
\_J  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  1 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 

Call  fur  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above : 
Praise  the  mount !     0,  fix  me  on  it! 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 


PRAISE.  661 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood  ! 

3  0  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  : 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it ! 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  !  -  ' 

Here's  my  heart.  Lord,  take  and  seal  it ;  | 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above  !  i 

q^K  P.M.  Gadsby'sCoL  '' 

UOtJj^  gQ^ig  of  Praise  to  (7/iris^-Rom.viii.2i. 

1  /^OME,  ev'ry  gracious  heart, 
\J  That  loves  the  Savior's  name 

Your  noblest  powers  exerf,  ■ 

To  celebrate  his  fame  : 
Tell  all,  who  fear  the  Lord  below,  j 

The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside  ;  - 

On  wings  of  love  came  down,  j 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died.;  • 

What  he  endured  no  tongue  can  tell,  f 

To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell.  j 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose —  ; 
The  mansion  of  the  dead  ;  •: 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes  ': 
In  glorious  triumph  led :  ^ 

Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode,  ^ 

And  reigns  on  high,  the  Savior,  God.  |i 

4  From  thence  he'll  quickly  come  ;  | 
His  chariots  will  not  stay  ;  f 
And  bear  our  spirits  home,  ^ 
To  realms  of  endless  day  :  j 

There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face,  f. 

And  ever  dwell  in  his  embrace.  i 

nQ(^  L.  M  Gadsby'sCoL  | 

t/OU  Praise  to  the  Redeemer. — 1  John  i.  9.  ^ 

1  T\EAR  Lord  !  my  panting  soul  inflame,  f 

XJ  To  spread  abroad  thy  matchless  fame,  r 


562  PBAISB. 

And  with  a  solemn  pleasure  tell 

The  grace  which  saves  from  death  and  hell. 

2  Here's  pardon  full  for  sin  that's  past ; 
It  matters  not  how  black  their  cast ; 
And  0,  my  soul,  with  wonder  view, 
For  sins  to  come  hera's  pardon  too. 

8  The  nation,  thus  redeem'd  from  sin. 
Was  chosen,  lov'd,  and  bless'd  in  him ; 
They  ne'er  shall  die  while  Jesus  lives  ; 
His  covenant,  life  eternal  gives. 

4  Let  saints  prepare  to  crown  his  brow 
With  bright  immortal  trophies  now  ; 
And  let  their  songs  record  his  name, 
His  honors,  and  his  deathless  fame. 

Q07  lO's&ll's.       Gadsby'sCol. 

00  1  Praise  to  the  Prince  of  Peace. — Psalm 

cvii.  1,2;  Ixxi.  22,  23. 

1  /^UR  Savior  alone,  the  Lord,  let  us  bless, 
V/  Who  reigns  on  his  throne,  the  Prince  of 

our  peace ; 
Who  evermore  saved  us  by  shedding  his  blood, 
All  hail,  holy  Jesus !  our  Lord  and  our  God. 

2  We  thankfully  sing  thy  glory  and  praise, 
Thou  merciful  Spring  of  pity  and  grace  ; 

Thy  kindness  for  ever  to  men  we  will  tell, 
And  say  our  dear  Savior  redeem'd  usfrum  hell. 

3  Pieserve  us  in  love  while  here  we  abide  ; 
0,  never  remove  thy  presence,  nor  hide 

Thy  glorious  salvation,  till  each  of  us  see, 
\Vith  joy,  the  bless'd  vision  completed  iu  thee. 

QOQ  lO's  (fell's.       Gadsby'sCol. 

VOO  Thanksgiving. — Psalm  Ixxxix.  14-17. 

1  /^  •  WHAT  shall  I  do  my  Savior  to  praise, 
Vy  •  So  faithful  and  true,  so  plenteous  iu 

grace  ; 
So  strong  to  deliver,  so  good  to  redeem, 
The  weakest  believer  that  hangs  upon  him. 

2  How  happy  the  man  whose  heart  is  set  free  ; 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ; 

Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  still  they  are  talking  of  Jesus'  grace. 


PRAISE.  563 

3  Tlieir  daily  delight  shall  be  in  thy  name  ; 
They  shall,  as  their  right,  thy  righteousness 

claim  :  [thy  blood, 

Thy  righteousness  wearing,  and  cleans'd    by 
Bold  shall  they  appear  in  the  presence  of  God. 

4  For  thou  art  their  boast,  their  glory  and  pow'r; 
And  I  also  trust  to  see  the  glad  hour  ; 

My  soul's  new  creation,  alive  from  the  dead  ; 
The  day  of  salvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  Yes,  Lord,  I  shall  see  the  bliss  of  thj'  own : 
Thy  secret  to  me  shall  soon  be  made  known ; 

For  sorrow  and  sadness  I  joy  shall  receive. 
And  share  in  the  gladness  of  all  that  believe. 


939 


G's  &  4's.  Gadsby's  Col. 

"  Wo7'thy  the  Lamb.''^ — Psalm  cxlviii,  13. 

f^  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
VX  Let  earth  and  skies  reply, 

Praise  ye  his  name  ! 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrow  bore  ; 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  ! 

Jesus,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  sin's  tremendous  load  : 

Praise  ye  his  name  I 
Tell  what  his  arms  have  done, 
What  spoils  from  death  he  won  ; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone  : 

Worthy  the  Lamb ! 

"\Miile  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one. 

Praising  his  name. 
Ye  Avho  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad : 

Worthy  the  Lamb 

8.  7.  7  Newton. 

Praise  for  atoning  Mood. — 1  Cor.  vi.  11. 

ET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder: 
Let  us  praise  the  Savior's  name  ; 
He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder  ; 
He  has  quench'd  Mount  Sinni'sflame  : 
He  has  wash'd  us  in  his  blood  ; 
He  has  brought  us  home  to  God ! 


940 


564  PRAISE. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us ; 

Pitied  us  wlien  enemies  ; 
Caird  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us  ; 
(Jave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes : 
He  has  wash'd  us,  &c. 

3  Let  us  sing,  though  fierce  temptation 

Threatens  liard  to  hear  us  down, 
Jesus  is  our  strong  salvation  : 
He  will  surely  give  the  crown : 
He  has  wash'd  us,  &c. 

4  Let  us  wonder  !  grace  and  justice 

Join  and  point  to  mercy's  store ; 
When,  through  grace,  in  Christ  our  trust  is, 
Justice  smiles,  and  asks  no  more  : 
He  has  wash'd  us,  &c. 

5  Let  us  praise  and  join  the  chorus 

Of  the  saints  enthron'd  on  high  : 
Here  they  trusted  him  before  us, 
Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky  : 
He  has  wash'd  us,  &c. 

6  Yes,  we  praise  thee,  gi'acious  Savior; 

Wonder,  love,  and  bless  thy  name  ; 
Pardon,  Lord,  our  poor  endeavor  ; 
Pity,  for  thou  know'st  our  frame  : 
Wash  our  souls  and  songs  with  blood, 
For  by  thee  we  come  to  God ! 


941 


C.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. — Phil.  ii.  T-i). 


1  nnO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

I     Awake  the  sacred  song  ; 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach- 

What  mortal  tongue  display? 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high  ! 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss  ! 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  ! 

Was  ever  love  like  this! 

Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 

Thy  Savior  died  for  me. 


PRAISE.  565 

QAO  lO's  &  ll's.       Gadsby's  Col. 

O^^  r/ie  Banqueting  Song.— 2  Thes.  ii.  13, 14. 

1  "TXTHAT  creatures  beside,  are  favor'd  like 

W  .       us, 

Forgiven,  supplied,  and  banqueted  thus 
By  (lod,  our  good  Father,  who  gave  us  his  Son, 
Aud  sent  him  to  gather  his  children  in  one. 

2  Salvation's  of  God,  the  effect  of  free  grace, 
Upon  us  bestovv'd  before  the  world  was; 

God  from  everlasting  be  blest,  and,  again, 
Blest  to  everlasting.    Amen,  and  amen. 

Q_j  q  C.  M.  Herbert. 

c/"±0.<jgg  shall  call  uponme,  and  I  will  answer 

Him^ — Psalm  xci.  15. 

1  /^OME,  come,  my  soul,  with  boldness  come, 
\J    Unto  the  throne  of  grace  ; 

There  Jesus  sits  to  answer  prayer, 
And  shows  a  smiling  face. 

2  Our  Surety  stands  before  the  throne. 

And  personates  our  case  ; 
And  sends  the  blessed  Spirit  down 
With  tokens  of  his  grace. 

3  There's  not  a  groan,  nor  wish,  nor  sigh. 

But  penetrates  his  ears  ; 
He  knows  our  sins  perplex  and  tease, 
Aud  cause  our  doubts  aud  fears  : 

4  But  he  upholds  us  with  his  arm. 

And  will  not  let  us  fall ; 
When  Satan  roars,  and  sin  prevails, 
He  hears  our  mournful  call. 

6  He  knows  we  have  no  strength  at  all ; 
He  knows  our  foes  are  strong  ; 
But  though  ten  thousand  foes  engage, 
The  weakest  sha'n't  go  wrong. 

6  Then  let  us  all  unite  and  sing 
The  praises  of  free  grace : 
Those  souls  who  long  to  see  him  now. 
Shall  surely  see  his  face. 

L.  M.  Sonnets. 

Praising  God. 

1  rpO  him,  to  him  whose  love  hath  wrought; 
X   More  than  I  ever  ask'd  or  thought : 
To  him  my  powers  aspire  to  raise, 
A  grateful  song  of  humble  praise. 


9M 


566  PRAISE. 

2  My  Savior  sought  me  from  above, 
When  destitute  of  grace  and  love  ; 
And  rushing  blindfold  down  to  hell 
He  saw  and  caught  me  as  I  fell. 

3  And  now  to  him  be  glory  giv'n, 

Who  taught  my  feet  the  road  to  hcav'n ; 
To  him  be  praise  through  endless  day, 
Who  guides  and  keeps  me  in  the  way. 

4  Praise  him,  ye  angels,  round  the  throne, 
Whose  blood  did  for  my  sins  atone  ; 

He  is  your  glory  and  your  boast. 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

OAK  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

*^"*^  A  Song  of  Mercy. 

1  rilHY  mercy,  Lord,  we  praise  ; 

I    Of  judgment  too  we  sing: 
For  all  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 
Our  grateful  tribute  bring. 

2  Mercy  may  justly  claim 

A  sinner's  thankful  voice  ; 
And,  judgment  joining  in  the  theme, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  mercies  bid  us  trust ; 

Thy  judgments  strike  with  awe  : 
We  fear  the  last,  we  bless  the  first, 
And  love  thy  righteous  law. 

4  Who  can  thy  acts  express, 
Or  trace  thy  wondrous  ways? 

How  gloi'ious  is  thy  holiness  ! 

How  terrible  th}'  praise  ! 
6      Thy  goodness  how  immense, 

To  those  that  fear  thy  name  ! 
Thy  love  surpasses  thought  or  sense, 

And  always  is  the  same. 

6      Thy  judgments  are  too  deep 
For  reason's  line  to  sound  : 
Thy  tender  mercy  to  thy  sheep, 
No  bottom  knows,  nor  bouud. 

QA(\  G.  M.  Sonnets. 

*^"*^        The  Inhabitants  of  the  Rock. 

1  XN  Christ  the  Rock,  let  those  who  dwell, 
1     Prepare  a  song  to  raise  ; 
For  who  like  sinners  sav'd  from  hell 
Should  sing  the  Savior's  praise  ? 


PRAISE.  667 

2  When  storms  and  death  the  world  infest. 

And  sin  the  nations  drown  ; 
Here  shall  the  weary  sinner  rest, 
When  worlds  are  tumbling  down. 

3  What  heav'nly  prospects  feast  the  eyes, 

Wlien  gazing  from  those  hills  ; 
While  scenes  of  endless  bliss  arise, 
And  joy  the  bosom  fills. 

4  Here  they  can  see  the  pearly  gates 

Of  Zion's  city  fair  ; 
'    Wliere  blissful  thrones  and  mansions  wait 
Their  safe  arrival  there. 

6  Then  shout,  ye  saints,  whose  weary  feet 
On  this  bright  summit  stand  ; 
To  sing  the  Savior's  praise  'tis  meet ; 
You  see  the  promised  land. 
6  Hither,  your  weary  souls  shall  rest, 
The  promise  firm  shall  prove ; 
Till  you  recline  on  Jesus'  breast, 
And  chaunt  eternal  love. 


11. 8.  Sonnets. 

Jesus  Extolled. 


947 

1  jrr^TS  Jesus  I  sing,  and  salvation  by  grace, 

I    How  sweet  and  delightful  the  theme  ; 
Come,  christians,  no  longer  to  sorrow  give 
But  give  honor  and  glory  to  him.  [place, 

2  In  him,  as  the  Father's  eternal  delight, 

Jehovah  the  Great  and  Supreme, 
The  saints  without  blemish  appear  in  his  sight 
The  perfection  of  beauty  in  him. 

3  He  saw  them  in  Adam  all  sunk  in  disgrace. 

Exposed  unto  vengeance  extreme  ; 
Yet  Avonder,  0  heavens,  so  great  was  his  grace, 
He  sent  them  redemption  in  him. 

4  When  death  he  had  vanquish'd,  and  spoil'd 

all  his  foes. 
Mysterious  howe'er  it  may  seem, 
With  him  from  the  tomb  all  his  members  arose 
And  ascended  to  glory  with  him. 

6  Wliene  'er  at  his  throne  your  petitions  ye  frame, 
Jehovah  the  Great  and  Supreme, 
Let  each  to  the  Father  go  up  in  his  name, 
For  the  blessing  comes  always  in  him. 


568  PEAISE. 


948 


11.8.  Sonnets. 

Jesus  the  Most  Lovely. 

1  /~\  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
\J        delight, 

On  whom  m  afflictions  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy 

To  feed  on  the  pastnres  of  love  ?      [sheep, 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

3  0,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed.      [see. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  ye  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been. 
And  where,  with  his  flocks,  he  is  gone. 

6  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odors  around: 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the 
vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 

In  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams : 
On  his  cheeks,  all  the  beauties  of  excellence 
glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace. 
From  which  their  salvation,  the  Gentiles  shall 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face,   [know, 

9  Love  sits  in  his  eye-lids,  and  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  ; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight. 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks — and  eternity,  fiU'd  with  his  voice 
Re-ochoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 


PRAISE.  6G9 

qiq  L.M.  Watts. 

*^^^     Bcsloring  and  Preserving  Grace. 

1  "IXriTH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 

T  V      I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song, 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

3  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdu'd  my  foes, 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

.  And  strength  diffus'd  through  all  my  soul. 

4  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state. 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great ; 
But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

5  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Th}'  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

6  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins 
To  save  from  sorrows  or  from  sins ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes. 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

CkKCi  CM.  Watts. 

Ofjxj        ChrisVs  Victory  over  Satan. 

1  XT'OSANNA  to  our  conquering  King  ! 
Xi-  The  Prince  of  Darkness  flies, 

His  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell. 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies. 

2  There  bound  in  chains  the  lions  roar, 

And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep. 
But  lieavy  bars  confine  their  power 
And  malice  to  the  deep.      - 

3  Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King, 

All  hail,  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

4  Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame 

Through  the  wide  world  shall  run, 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumph  thou  hast  won. 


670  PRAISE. 

OKI  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

^^-*-  God  shining  in  the  Heart. ~2  Cor.  iv.  6. 

1  "pRAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might! 

M        With  uncreated  glories  bright; 
His  presence  gilds  the  world  above, — 
'Th'  unchanging  source  of  light  and  love. 

2  Our  rising  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When,  in  substantial  darkness  veil'd, 
The  shapeless  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
Lay  buried  iu  the  horrid  gloom. 

3  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  said! 
And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  spread  ; 
Nature,  array 'd  in  charms  unknown, 
Gay  with  its  new-born  lustre  shone. 

4  He  sees  the  mind,  when  lost  it  lies 
In  shades  of  ignorance  and  vice. 
And  darts  from  heav'n  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

6  Shine,  mighty  God  I  with  vigor  shine, 
In  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  let  thy  glories  stand  reveal'd. 
As  iu  the  Savior's  face  beheld. 

6  My  soul,  reviv'd  by  heav'n-boru  day. 
Thy  radiant  image  shall  display  ; 
While  all  my  faculties  unite 
To  praise  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 

Qk9  cm.  Rippon'sCoL 

0  o^     Grood  Hope  of  Interest  iiniled  with 

Gratitude. 

1  "1~F,  Lord,  in  thy  fair  Book  of  Life 

I    My  worthless  name  doth  stand, 
And  in  my  heart  the  law  is  writ 
By  thine  unerring  hand, 

2  I  am  secure,  by  grace  divine, 

Of  crowns  above  the  skies  ; 
And  on  the  road,  from  thy  rich  stores, 
Shall  meet  with  fresh  supplies. 

3  To  thee  in  sweet  melodious  strains. 

My  grateful  voice  I'll  raise  ; 
But  life's  too  short,  my  power's  too  weak, 
To  show  forth  half  thy  praise. 

4  Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 

Not  one  should  silent  be  ; 
Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  hearts, 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee. 


PRAISE.  571 

OPCQ  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

VOO       Deliverances. — Num.  xxiii.  2;>. 

1  ^TTHAT  liath  God  wrought !    might  Israel 

VV    When  Jordan  roU'd  its  tide  away,  [say 
Auil  gave  a  passage  to  their  bands, 
Safely  to  march  across  its  sands. 

2  What  hath  God  wrought !  might  well  be  said, 
When  Jesus,  rising  from  the  dead, 
Scatter'd  the  shades  of  Pagan  night, 

And  bless'd  the  nations  with  his  light. 

3  What  hath  God  wrought !  0  blissful  theme  ! 
Are  we  redeemed  and  call'd  by  him  ? 

Shall  we  be  led  the  desert  through — 
And  safe  arrive  at  glory  too  ? 

4  The  news  shall  every  heart  employ, 
Fill  every  tongue  with  rapturous  joy  ; 
When  shall  we  join  the  heavenly  throng. 
To  swell  the  tx'iumph  and  the  song ! 

€\K\_  CM.  Newton. 

UO-t^yj^^l  ^j^^ll  Xrenfk',r  .?— Psalm  cxvi.  12. 

1  li^OR  mercies,  countless  as  the  sands, 
P       Which  daily  I  receive 

From  Jesus  my  Redeemer's  hands. 
My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give? 

2  Alas  !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

What  can  T  bring  him  forth? 
My  best  is  staiu'd  and  dyed  with  sin, 
My  all  is  uothir^g  worth. 

3  Yet  this  acknowledgment  I'll  make 

For  all  he  has  bestow'd, 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  I'll  take, 
And  call  upon  my  God. 

4  The  best  returns  for  one  like  me, 

So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea. 
And  ask  him  still  for  more. 

5  I  cannot  serve  him  as  I  ought, 

No  works  have  I  to  boast ; 
Yet  would  I  glory  in  the  thought, 
That  I  shall  owe  him  most. 

Q  ^  1^  7's.  Cowper. 

^^^ 0  Lord,  I  loill  praise  Thee  ! — Isaiah  xii. 
1  T  WILL  praise  thee  ev'ry  day, 
I   Now  thine  anger's  turn'd  away  ! 


572  PRAISE. 

Comfortable  thoughts  arise 
From  the  blee.iing  sacrifice. 

2  Here,  in  the  fair  gospel-field, 
Wells  of  free  salvation  yield 
Streams  of  life  a  plenteous  store, 
And  my  soul  shall  thirst  no  more. 

3  Jesus  is  become  at  length 

My  salvation  and  my  strength; 
And  his  praises  shall  prolong, 
While  I  live,  my  pleasant  song. 

4  Praise  ye,  then,  his  glorious  name, 
Publisii  his  exalted  fame  ! 

Still  his  worth  your  praise  exceeds, 
Excellent  are  all  his  deeds. 

5  Raise  again  the  joyful  sound, 
Let  the  nations  roll  it  round  ! 
Zion  shout,  for  this  is  he  : 
God,  the  Savior,  dwells  in  thee. 

QKfi  S.  M.  Newton. 

UfJiJ  Praise  to  the  Eedeemer. 

1  T3  REP  ARE  a  thankful  song 
Jl       To  the  Redeemer's  name  ! 

His  praises  should  employ  each  tongue, 
And  ev'ry  heart  inflame  ! 

2  He  laid  his  glory  by, 

And  dreadful  pains  endur'd. 
That  rebels,  such  as  you  and  I, 
From  wrath  might  be  secur'd. 

3  Upon  t'le  cross  he  died. 
Our  debt  of  sin  to  pay  ; 

The  blood  and  water  from  his  side 
Wash  guilt  and  filth  away. 

4  The  world  and  Satan  rage, 
But  he  their  power  controls  ; 

His  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  engage 
Protection  for  our  souls. 

5  Though  press'd,  we  will  not  yield, 
But  shall  prevail  at  length  : 

For  Jesus  is  our  sun  and  shield. 
Our  righteousness  and  strength. 

6  Assur'd  that  Christ,  our  King, 
Will  put  our  foes  to  flight, 

We  on  the  field  of  battle  sing. 
And  triumph  while  we  fight. 


957 


PRAISE.  573 

8s.  Newton. 

Help  in  Time  of  Weed. 


1  XTNLESS  the  Lord  had  been  my  stny, 

X^j    With  trembling  joy  my  xoul  may  say, 

My  cruel  foe  had  gaiu'd  his  end  ; 
But  he  appear'd  for  my  relief, 
And  Satan  sees  with  shame  and  grief, 
That  I  have  an  almighty  Friend. 

2  Oh  !  'twas  a  dark  and  trying  hour, 
When,  harrass'd  by  the  tempter's  power, 

I  felt  ray  strongest  hopes  decline  ! 
Yon  only  who  have  known  his  arts, 
Yon  only  who  have  felt  his  darts, 

Can  pity  such  a  case  as  mine. 

3  Lond  in  my  ears  a  charge  he  read, 
(My  conscience  witaess'd  all  he  said,) 

My  long  black  list  of  outward  sin  ; 
Then  bringing  forth  my  heart  to  vie.v, 
Too  well  what's  hidden  there  he  knew, 

He  show'd  me  ten  times  worse  within. 

4  'Twas  all  too  true,  my  soul  replied. 
But  I  remember  Jesus  died. 

And  now  he  fills  a  throne  of  grace  : 
I'll  go  as  I  have  done  before, 
His  rncrcy  I  may  still  implore, 

I  have  his  promise,  "  Seek  my  face." 

5  Bnt,  as  when  sudden  fogs  arise, 

The  trees,  and  hills,  the  sun  and  skies. 
Are  all  at  once  conceal'd  from  view: 
So  clouds  of  horroi",  black  as  night. 
By  Satan  rais'd,  hid  from  my  sight 
The  throne  of  grace  and  promise  too. 

6  Then,  while  beset  with  guilt  and  fear, 
He  tried  to  urge  me  to  despair, 

He  tried,  and  he  almost  prevail'd; 
Bat  Jesus,  by  a  heavenly  ray, 
Drove  clouds,  and  guilt,  and  fear  away, 

And  all  the  temjiter's  malice  fail'd. 


958 


L.  M. 

Praise. 


1  /^OME,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
\J  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ; 
But  0,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame, 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ! 


574  PRAISE. 

2  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  deslEcns, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  slilnes  ; 

His  works,  througli  all  this  wondrous  frame 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

3  Riis'd  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

qrtq  CM. 

^^^  Qreainess. 

1  rilHY  greatness,  Lord,  what  thought  can 

I  reach ! 

What  mortal  tongue  can  tell? 
Thy  throne  is  fix'd,  thy  power  extends 
O'er  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 

2  WHio  can  evade,  or  who  resist. 

The  vengeance  of  a  God? 
Thy  fearful  wrath,  when  once  provok'd, 
Spreads  terror  all  abroad. 

3  The  wide  dominion  and  the  power. 

The  sovereignty'  is  thine  : 
'Tis  thine  the  universe  to  rule, 
With  majesty  divine. 

4  To  thee,  by  all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 

And  all  of  chosen  race, 

Be  everlasting  honors  given, 

And  everlasting  praise. 

tJKj\j     y/ie  Song  of  Mo^es  and  the  Lamb. 

WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Savior's  name. 

Sing  of  his  d3'ing  love, 

And  sing  his  rising  pow'r  ;  . 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above,  I 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

Sing,  on  your  heav'nly  way,  * 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing  ;  ; 

Sing  on  j-ejoicing,  ev'ry  day. 
In  Christ,  t,he  exalted  King. 

Soon  shall  your  raptur'd  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  t 


A' 


I 


9G1 


PRAISE.  675 

C.  p.  M. 

Excellence  of  Christ. 

1  /^     COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
\J^  0,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 

That  in  my  Savior  shine  ; 
I'd  -oar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings, 
An(f  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 

In  notes  that  are  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  ail  the  forms  of  love  he  wears 

Exalted  oi>  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  Soon  the  delightful  morn  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  ; 
There  with  my  Savior,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend. 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

0(^9  C.  M. 

*^  ^-'         Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  dr\     FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
\^«  My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
Thft'glnry  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Let  saints  thy  love  proclaim. 
And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrow  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  to  our  ravish'd  ears  ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  It  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

And  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
Thy  blood  can  cleanse  the  foulest  stain  ; 
And  can  avail  for  me. 


963 


S.  M. 

The  Incarnation. 

YE  saints,  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  your  King ; 
To  Jesus,  your  incarnate  God, 
Your  songs  and  praises  sing. 


576  PRAISE. 

2  Not  angels,  round  the  throne 
Of  majesty  above. 

Are  half  so  much  oblig'd  as  we, 
To  our  Immanuel's  love. 

3  They  never  sunk  so  low, 
They  are  not  rais'd  so  high ; 

They  never  knew  such  depths  of  woe^ 
Such  heights  of  majesty. 

4  The  Savior  did  not  join 
Their  nature  to  his  own  ; 

For  them  he  shed  no  blood  divine, 
Nor  breath'd  a  single  groan. 

5  May  we  with  angels  vie, 
The  Savior  to  adore  ! 

Our  debts  are  greater  far  than  theirs, 
O  be  our  praises  more ! 

qa±  CM. 

t^utt  Fulness  of  Christ. 

1  /^     WHAT  rich  treasure  all  divine 
V_7  5  Is  hid  in  Christ  the  Lord! 
From  him  what  rays  of  glory  shine, 

Wliat  peace  his  paths  afford ! 

2  In  him  our  light  and  life  are  found, 

Though  we  were  dead  before ; 
And  now  he  makes  our  joys  abound  « 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore. 

3  Wlien  sore  distressed,  he  to  our  aid, 

On  rapid  pinions  flies  ; 
And  to  the  wounds  Avhich  sin  has  made, 
A  healing  bahn  applies. 

4  'Tis  from  his  fulness  we  receive, 

And  daily  grace  for  grace ; 
That  to  his  glory  we  maj'  live, 
And  see  him  face  to  face. 


CM. 
The  Cross  and  Crown. 


965 

1  rriFIRhead  that  once  was  crown'd  with  thorns 
JL     Is  crown'd  with  glory  now ; 

A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  afifords, 

Is  his  by  sov'reigu  right ; 
The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright. 


PRAISE.  677 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know  ; 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given  ; 
Tlieir  name  an  everlasting  name. 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

6  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 
They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  myst'ry  of  his  love. 
6  The  cross  he  bore,  is  life  and  health. 
Though  shame  and  death  to  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth. 
Their  everlasting  theme. 


L* 


0\J\J  Witness  of  the  Spirit. 

ORD,  send  thy  Spirit  down. 
Reveal  the  things  of  God, 
And  make  to  us  the  Savior  known, 
And  witness  with  the  blood. 

'Tis  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 
And  give  us  each  to  see, 
That  he  who  did  for  sinners  die, 
Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

No  one  can  truly  say. 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away. 

And  breathe  the  living  word. 

Then,  only  then,  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  his  blood, 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 

"  Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God." 
19 


678  T^NKsaiviNa. 


THANKSGIVING. 

qaj  L.M.  Watts. 

^^  •  A  Song  of  Deliverance. 

1  "FT AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
XJ_  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  lilje  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'ri  \he  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare. 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murdering  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies  ; 
He  that  upholds  that  wonderous  frame. 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 

qfiQ  CM.  Watts. 

^  ^^  Israel  saved,  and  the  Assyrians  destroyed 

1  XN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 

I    His  name  in  Israel  great ; 
In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chose  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  just  complaints 
Against  their  haughty  foes. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threatning  spear  ; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword. 
And  crush'd  th'  Assyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  else 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 


THANKSGIVING.  579 

6  'Twas  Zion's  King  that  stopp'd  the  breath 
Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death, 
And  never  found  their  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  0  Jacob's  God, 

IJoth  horse  and  chariot  fell : 
Who  knows  the  terror  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell? 

7  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears? 
When  heaven  shines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 

8  When  God  in  his  own  sovereign  ways, 

Conies  down  to  save  the  opprest, 
The  wrath  of  men  shall  work  his  praise, 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

9  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke, 

Our  haughty  foes  shall  feel ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  still. 


969 
'I 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Deliverance  from  Death. 
NTO  thine  hand,  0  God  of  truth, 
My  spirit  I  commit ; 
Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 

Maintain'd  a  doubtful  strife, 
While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin,  conspir'd 

To  take  away  my  life. 

'  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,'  I  cried, 

'  Though  I  draw  near  the  dust ; 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 

0  make  thy  reconciling  face 

Upon  thy  servant  shine. 
And  save  me  for  thy  mercy's^sake, 

For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

'Twas  in  my  haste,  my  spirit  said, 

'  I  must  despair  and  die, 
*  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes, 

But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry. 

Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free  ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  grace 


^I 


680  THANKSGITING. 

To  those  that  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises  ! 

7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye,  his  saints, 
And  slug  his  praises  loud; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints. 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

Q^ri  CM.  Watts. 

^  *  ^  Recovery  from  Sickness. 

LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
And  pitied  every  groan  : 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  ; 

0  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell. 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head, 

4  '  My  God,'  I  cried,  '  thy  servant  save, 

'  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
'  Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
'  Thy  power  is  all  my  trust.' 

6  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest. 
He  bid  my  pains  remove  ; 
Eeturn,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest. 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  death. 
And  dried  my  falling  tears  ; 
Now  in  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath. 
And  my  remaining  years. 

071  C.  M.  Watts. 

^  '  -^  Public  Praise  for  Deliverance  from 
Death. 


'L 


ORD,  ttou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
And  rescu'd  from  the  grave, 
Now  shall  he  live  ;  (and  none  can  die 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 

Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before. 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hajid,  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 

Defends  him  still  from  death. 


COMMXTNION  AVITH  GOD.  581 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zioa  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there, 
Tlie  house  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  speak  thy  praise. 


972 


COiOrUNION  WITH  GOD. 

C.  M.  Sonnets. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  A  MONG  the  list  of  woi'thies  found, 
XjL    Redeem'd  by  Jesus'  blood, 
Stands  Enoch's  name,  a  saint  renow'd, 

Who  walk'd  on  earth  with  God. 

2  Sweet  was  his  converse  with  the  Lamb, 

Ere  he  the  wine-press  trod  ; 
By  faith  he  saw  the  victim  flame. 
And  humbly  walk'd  with  God. 

3  When  night's  dim  mantle  veiUd  the  skies, 

At  peace  with  heav'n  he  stood  ; 
And  when  he  saw  the  morning  rise. 
He  rose  to  walk  with  God. 

4  This  good  old  way,  through  sov'reign  grace, 

To  hoary  hairs  he  trod  ; 
And  held  communion  face  to  face, 
He  walk'd  and  talk'd  with  God. 

5  Be  this  the  portion  of  my  soul. 

While  earth's  my  dark  abode  ; 
Should  thrones  or  empires  rise  or  fall. 
May  I  still  walk  with  God. 

6  Be  this  my  motto,  Lord,  through  grace, 

A  sinner  sav'd  by  blood. 
Wlio  did  liis  hopes  on  Jesus  place', 
And  walk  by  faith  with  God. 


682  COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 


973 


S.  M.  Watts. 

God  all  and  in  all. — Psalm  Ixxiii.  25. 

1  "IVT'^  (iod,  my  life,  my  love, 
It  I      To  tliee,  to  tliee,  I  call ; 

I  cannot  live  if  tliou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer  ^ 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 

'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are  ! 

'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone. 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 

They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 
6      Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place. 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 

Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky 
Can  one  delight  afford. 

No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love. 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly 
With  infinite  desire, 

And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher. 

07 A  L-  M.  Watts. 

*^  *  ^The  Enjoyment  of  Christ ;  or,  Delight 

in  Worship. 

1  "Tj^  AR  from  my  thoughts, vain  world,  begone, 
jO      Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 

Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Savior  see, 
I  wait  a  visit.  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire. 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above. 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 


COMMUNION  WITH  GOD.  683 

3  The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 

lu  blooming  rows  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  in  sweet  mnrraurs  by  thy  side 
Kivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 

4  Haste,  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face. 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  . 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 

6  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine. 
In  thee  tliy  Father's  glories  sliine  ; 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one. 
That  eyes  have  seen  or  angels  known. 

Q7^  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  *  ^  The  Same. 

1  T  ORD,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace, 

■  J  Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame  ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name  ! 

2  When  I  can  say,  3ly  God  is  mine. 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  m}'  feet. 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great. 

3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs, 
Here  we  could  sit,  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perfect  light ; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

5  There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bliss,* 
And  pluck  new  life  from  heavenly  trees; 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestow 

A  drop  of  heaven  on  worms  below. 

6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land. 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 


684  COMMUNION  wirn  god. 


976 


L.M.  Doddridge. 

OhrisVs  Transfiguration. — Matt.  xvii.  4. 

1  ~f  X7"HEN  at  a  distance,  Lord,  we  trace 

W      The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest! 

2  AYith  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell, 

On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell, 
Ratlier  than  jjompous  courts  behold, 
And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 

3  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortal  joy ; 
Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ, 
I  see  the  King  of  Glory  shine  ; 

And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 

4  On  Tabor  thus  his  se,rvants  view'd 
His  lustre,  when  trahsform'd  he  stood  ; 
And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell. 
Cried,  '  Lord,  "tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell.' 

5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise  ; 
That  grand  assembly  would  we  join, 
Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 

6  That  mount,  how  bright !  those  forms,  how 
'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there  !  [fair  I 
Come,  death,  dear  envoy  of  my  God, 

And  bear  me  to  that  blest  abode. 

QYY  li.  M.  Cowper, 

^  *  *         My  Soul  thirsteth  for  God. 

1  T"  THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 

I    The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share  ; 
Thy  wounds,  Emmanuel,  all  forbid 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasures  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross, 

First  wean'd  my  soul  from  earthly  things  ; 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 
The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 
That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows, 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me, 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 

4  Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown ! 
No  longer  sink  below  the  brim  ; 
But  overflow,  and  pour  me  down 

A  living  and  life-giving  stream ! 


THE  CHRISTIAN.  585 

5  For  snre,  of  all  the  plants  that  share 
The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye, 
None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care 
Or  yields  him  meaner  fruit  than  I. 


THE  CHEISTIAN. 

070  L.  M.  Adams. 

^  *  ^  Chirst  all  in  all.— Col.  iii.  11. 

1  /CHRIST  is  my  All,  my  sure  Defence, 
Vy  Nor  shall  my  soul  depart  from  thence  : 
He  is  my  Rock,  my  Refuge  too, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  can  do  ! 

2  Christ  is  my  All.  and  he  will  lead 
My  soul  in  pastures  green  to  feed : 
'Tis  he  supplies  my  every  want. 
And  will  all  needful  blessings  grant. 

3  Christ  is  my  All :  where  should  I  go  ? 
Without  him  I  can  nothing  do  ! 
Helpless  and  weak,  a  sinner  great, 
Yet  in  his  righteousness  complete. 

070  CM.  Franklin. 

^  *  ^  Jesus,  the  SainVs  help  in  times  of  trouble, 
Ps.  xxxi.  7 ;  1  Cor.  x.  13. 

1  "TX  all  my  troubles  and  distress, 

1     The  Lord  my  soul  doth  own ; 
Jehovah  doth  my  griefs  redress, 
And  makes  his  mercy  known. 

2  He  helps  me  on  him  to  rely  ; 

He  is  my  strength  and  tower ; 
'Tis  he  that  hears  me  when  I  cry, 
And  manifests  his  power. 

3  In  every  storm,  in  every  sea, 

My  Jesus  makes  a  way  ; 
His  light  shall  make  the  darkness  flee. 
And  turn  the  shade  to  day. 

4  'Tis  he  in  trouble  bears  me  up, 

And  leads  me  safely  through ; 
My  Jesus  doth  maintain  my  cup, 
And  daily  strength  renew. 


58G  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

QQ.0                        CM.  Watts. 

uuyj  qq^  ^y^y  fy^y  jiaj^pincss Ps.  Ixxiii.  25. 

1  "l\/f  Y  God,  my  portion,  and  ray  love, 
It  I      My  everlasting  all, 

I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies. 

And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light ; 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed. 

Among  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 

'Tis  morning  with  my  soul. 
6  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 

But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee  ; 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas. 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore. 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face. 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


981 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Love  to  the  creatures. 


1  TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  ! 
XX    How  false,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 

And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  687 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  nnd  nearest  frienda, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds. 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the*  sense  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

6  Dear  Savior,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

QQO  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^  A  sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  world. 

1  XTP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

U      And  living  waters  gently  roll. 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  Thy  wondrous  blood,  dear  dying  Christ, 
Can  make  this  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 

And  thou  canst  bear  me  where  thou  flyest, 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celestial  Dove  ! 

3  0  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 
The  glories  of  the  eternal  skies. 

What  little  things  these  woi'lds  would  be  ! 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes ! 

4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon  ; 
Vanish  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage  and  rave, 
I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf 

While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 

6  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face. 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

QQQ  S.  M.  Watts. 

*^0^  Safety  in  God. 

1      "TTTHEN"  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
VV      Myheart  within  me  dies. 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  my  eyes. 


688  TETE    CHRISTIAN. 

2  0  lead  me  to  the  rock 
That's  high  above  my  head, 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide  : 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

QQ/j.  C.  M.  Watts. 

*^^^        Parting  with  carnal  joys. 

1  "\/ry  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
IVI      And  bids  the  world  farewell, 

Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love. 

Nor  seek  your  friendship  more  ; 
The  happiness  that  I  approve, 
Lies  not  within  your  power. 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth 

That  suits  my  large  desire  ; 
To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth, 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refined, 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 

5  The  almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  all-sufficience  there, 
To  make  our  bliss  complete. 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road  ! 
There  sits  my  Savior  dressed  in  love, 
And  there  my  smiling  God. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

The  same. 
SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away, 

Away  ye  tempters  of  the  mind. 

False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 


985 
'I 


THE    CnUISTIAN.  689 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
And  whilst  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace. 
That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bid  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes  ; 

0  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove 

To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  :    . 

5  There  from  the  bosom  of  my  God 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasures  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode. 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

QQ/^  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^     Tlie  beatitudes.    Matt.  v.  2-12. 

1  ~r>LEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
J3     Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  croWns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
Prom  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness, 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin, 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life. 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife, 


690  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blest  are  the  sufferers  Avho  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

007  L.M.  Watts. 

*^  ^  •      Comfort  under  Sorrows  and  Pains. 

1  "VTOW  let  the  Lord  my  Savior  smile, 
JAI      And  show  my  name  upon  his  heart, 
I  would  forget  my  pains  awhile, 

And  in  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 

2  But,  oh  !  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 
To  see  my  blessed  Jesus  frown, 
My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die. 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,  my  soul,  why  these  complaints? 
Still  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 
And  feels  their  sorrows  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast. 
His  book  of  life  contains  my  name  J 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impressed 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

6  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 
Those  letters  shall  securely  stand, 
And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear 
Writ  by  the  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  Now  shall  my  minutes  smoothly  run, 
Whilst  here  I  wait  my  Father's  will ; 
My  rising  and  my  setting  sun 
EoU  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

QQQ  CM.  Watts. 

^^^  Holy  desires. 

1  /^  THAT  thy  statutes  every  hour 
\J    Might  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 

And  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands. 

If  thou  my  heart  discharge 


989 


THK   CHRISTIAN.  S9l 

From  sin  and  Satan's  liateful  chains, 

And  set  my  feet  at  large  ! 
4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should  hear, 

Xor  yield  to  sinful  shame, 
6  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 

Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill ; 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways 
And  must  obey  his  will. 

C.  M.  Watts. 

The  pilgrimage  of  the  saints  ;  or  earth 
and  heaven. 

1  ~|~  ORD !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 

a  J    That  yields  us  no  supply  ! 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  Avholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy  1 

2  But  pricking  thorns  through  all  the  ground, 

And  mortal  poisons  grow, 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found 
With  dangerous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode, 

Lies  through  this  horrid  land  ; 
Lord  !  we  would  keep  the  heavenly  road. 
And. run  at  th}'  command. 

4  Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desert  through 

With  undiverted  feet  : 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 
The  terrors  that  we  meet. 

6  A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 
Around  the  forest  roam  ; 
But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  ihe  strangers  home. 

6  Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below. 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go 
Is  everlasting  day. 

7  By  glimmering  hopes  and  gloomy  fears 

We  trace  the  sacred  road, 
Through  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snares 
We  make  our  way  to  God. 


593  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

8  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  ma^e, 

But  we  march  upward  still ; 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  Ziou's  hill. 

9  Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renew. 

qqO  c.  M. 

*-'^^       God's  presence  is  light  in  darkness. 

1  ~\/rY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
IVX    The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
The  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star. 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
Wliile  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  His  ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Eun  up  with  joy  the  shining  way 
To  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 

6  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death 
I'd  break  through  every  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faitji, 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  througlk 

OQ-I  CM.  Watts. 

u  K/±  rpjiQ  hope  of  heaven  our  support  under 
trials  of  earth. 

1  "YirrHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

VV      To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come. 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God  my  heaven,  my  all. 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  693 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

QQO  S.M. 

^^-^ Portion  of  saints  and  sinners;    or^ 
hope  and  despair  in  death. 

ARISE,  my  gracious  God, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
Tliey  are  but  thy  chastising  rod 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  all  his  store  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  ray  forgiving  God, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Washed  in  my  Savior's  blood. 

5  There's  anew  heaven  begun, 
When  I  awake  from  death. 

Dressed  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
To  draw  immortal  breath. 

qqq  cm.  watts. 

^^O    Redemption  andprotectionfroni  sp  irit- 
ual  enemies. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
/\     And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

Tlie  gates  of  gaping  hell. 
And  fixed  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  mj''  soul  be  placed  ; 
And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace. 


694  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 

A.nd  all  his  legions  roar, 
Almighty  mercy  guards  ray  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing, 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Savior  and  my  King. 

QQA  L.  M.  Watts. 

^  ^-^The  sinner^ s  portion  and  sainVs  hope. 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 

§  J    My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  : 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join. 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  seek  ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 

1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face. 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

6  0  glorious  hour  !  0  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  jo3'ful  sound; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Savior's  image  rise. 


995 


C.  M.  Watts. 

Sight  through  a  glass, and  face  to  face* 


1  "T  LOVE  the  windoAvs  of  thy  grace, 
I      Through  which  my  Lord  is  seen, 
And  long  to  meet  my  Savior's  face, 
Without  a  glass  between. 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  595 

2  0  that  the  happy  hour  were  corae 

To  change  my  faith  to  sight ! 
I  shall  behold  my  Lord  at  hoihe 
In  a  diviner  light. 

3  Haste,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

These  interjiosing  days  ; 
Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  powers  be  praise. 

QQ/^  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

UU\J     Bread  of  life.— John  vi.  35-48. 

1  y\EPRAVED  minds  on  ashes  feed, 

I  /     Nor  love,  nor  seek  for  heavenly  bread  ; 
They  choose  the  husks  which  swine  do  eat, 
Or  meanly  crave  the  serpent's  meat. 

2  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  living  bread 
By  which  our  needy  souls  are  fed : 
In  thee  alone  thy  children  find 
Enough  to  fill  the  empty  mind. 

3  Without  this  bread  I  starve  and  die  ; 

No  other  can  my  need  supply  ;  • 

But  this  will  suit  my  wretched  case, 
Abroad,  at  home,  in-every  place. 

4  'Tis  this  relieves  the  hungry  poor, 
Who  ask  for  bread  at  mercy's  door  ; 
This  living  food  descends  from  heaven, 
As  manna  to  the  Jews  was  given. 

5  This  precious  food  my  heart  revives  ; 
What  strength,  what  nourishment  it  gives  ! 
0  let  me  evermore  be  fed 

With  this  divine,  celestial  bread  ! 

qqy  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

*J^  *         Tlie  SpiriVs  influences  compared  to 

living  water.  i, 

1  "OLEST  Jesus!  source  of  grace  divine, 

r>    What  soul -refreshing  streams  are  thine  I 
Oh,  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh. 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveler  through  desert  lands,  H 
'Midst  scorching  suns,  and  burning  sands,  ;>;_; 
!More  needs  the  current  to  obtain,  '| 
Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain.  ]  • 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing,  - 
Spring  up,  celestial  Fountain,  spring, 

To  a  redundant  river  flow. 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 


liii 


596  THE    CHRISTIAN. 

4  May  this  blest  torrent  near  my  side, 
Through  all  tl;e  desert,  gently  glide  ; 
Then,  in  Emmanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love! 

QQQ  L.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

uokj    Entire  dedication;  or,reasoiXs  for  de- 
siring the  work  of  the  Sjnrit. 

1  TT^MPTIED  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be, 
JCj     Of  sin,  of  self,  of  all  but  thee  ; 
Reserved  for  Christ  that  bled  and  died — 
Surrendered  to  the  Crucified  ! 

2  Sequestered  from  the  noise  and  strife, 
The  lust,  the  pomp,  and  pride  of  life^ 
Prepared  for  heaven,  my  noblest  care — 
And  have  my  conversation  there. 

3  Nothing,  save  Jesus,  would  I  know  ! 
My  friend,  and  my  companion  thou  ; 
Lord,  take  my  heart,  assert  thy  right, 
And  put  all  other  loves  to  flight. 

4  Each  idol  tread  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  to  thyself  the  conquest  get ; 
Let  sin  no  more  oppose  my  Lord, 
Slain  by  the  Spirit's  two-edged  sword. 

6  Constrain  my  soul  thy  sway  to  own  : 
Self-will,  self-righteousness,  dethrone  ; 
Let  Dagon  fall  before  thy  face — 
The  ark  remaining  in  its  place. 

6  Detach  from  sublunary  joys. 

One  that  would  only  hear  thy  voice, 
Thy  beauty  see,  thy  grace  admire, 
Nor  glow  with  but  celestial  fire. 

7  Larger  communion  let  me  prove, 
With  thee,  blest  object  of  my  love  ; 
But,  oh  !  for  this  no  power  have  I ; 
My  strength  is  at  ihy  feet  to  lie. 


999 


C.  M.  Fawcett. 

Knowledge  at  present  imperfect. 
1  Cor.  xiii.  9. 


THY  way,  0  God  !  is  in  the  sea, 
Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace  ; 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 
Here  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 
My  captive  soul  surround, 


THE    CHRISTIAN.  697 

Mysterious  deeps  of  Providence 
My  wondering  thoughts  confound. 

3  When  I  behold  thy  awful  hand 

My  earthly  hopes  destroy, 

In  deep  astonishment  I  stand, 

And  ask  the  reason,  why? 

4  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

6  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will ; 
I  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

6  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 
Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

1  Ann  ^-  ^-  Davies. 

J.  U  U  U    Self-examination.— Gal.  iv.  19,  20. 

1  "TTTHAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ! 

W      What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies ! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear, 
How  few,  alas  !  approv'd  and  clear ! 

2  And  what  am  I? — My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take  : 

Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  ray  spirit  bear  ; 
Is  Jesus  formed  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine, 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine  ? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  0  search  me  still; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 

My  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

6  Scatter  the  clouds  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terror  spread  ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 
And  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  J:)lest  world  arrive. 
Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live  ; 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  tliought  or  fear. 


698  CONFLICTS  AND  DELITERANCE. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

1  nm  L.  M.  Gaclsby's  CoL 

XUUX  Captain  of  Salvation.— Ei^h.  vi.  18-17. 

1  ~\/rY  Captain  sounds  the  alarm  of  war — 
.IVI    Awake  !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near ! 
"  To  arms  !  to  arms!"  I  hear  him  cry, 

"  'Tis  your's  to  conquer  or  to  die  !" 

2  Rous'd  by  the  animating  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  haste  to  gird  my  armor  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet ;  Christ  my  shield ; 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  sword  I  wield  ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt. 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  fight ; 
Resolved  to  put  ray  foes  to  flight : 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conquering  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope  ;  in  him  I  trust ; 
His  bleeding  Cross  is  all  my  boast; 
Through  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  victory  and  a  victor's  crown  ! 

1009  L.  M.  Gadsby'sCoL 

■^^yj^ Tlie Pilgrim's  Consolatioyi.-Reh.si.U. 
ILGREVIS  we  are.andheav'nward  bound ; 
Our  journey  lies  along  this  road  ; 
This  wilderness  we  travel  round, 
To  reach  the  city  of  our  God. 

And  here  as  travelers  we  meet, 
Before  we  reach  the  fields  above, 
To  sit  around  our  Master's  feet. 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  love. 

Oft  have  we  seen  the  tempests  rise ; 
The  world  and  Satan,  hell  and  sin. 
Like  mountains  seem'd  to  reach  the  skies, 
With  scarce  a  gleam  of  hope  between. 

But  still,  as  oft  as  troubles  c«me, 
Our  Jesus  sends  some  cheering  ray  ; 
And  that  strong  arm  shall  guard  us  home, 
Which  thus  protects  us  by  the  way. 


^P 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE.  599 

6  A  few  more  days,  or  montlis,  or  years, 
lu  this  dark  desert  to  complain  ; 
A  few  more  sighs,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  bid  adieu  to  pain. 

1  nn*^  S.  M.  Hart 

±UUO        "Pride."^Prov.  xxix.  33. 

1  XNNUMERABLE  foes 

I   Attack  the  child  of  God ; 
He  feels  within  the  weight  of  sin, 
A  grievous,  galling  load. 

2  Temptations,  too,  without. 
Of  various  kinds,  assault; 

Sly  snares  beset  his  traveling  feet, 
And  make  him  often  halt. 

3  From  sinner  and  from  saint 
He  meets  with  many  a  blow  ; 

His  own  bad  heart  creates  a  smart, 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

4  But  though  the  host  of  hell 
Be  neither  weak  nor  small. 

One  mighty  foe  deals  wondrous  woe, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  all. 

6       'Tis  pride,  accursed  pride. 
The  spirit  by  God  abhorr'd  ; 
Do  what  we  will,  it  haunts  us  still. 
And  keeps  us  from  the  Lord. 

6  It  blows  its  poisonous  breath. 
And  bloats  the  soul  with  air  ; 

The  heart  uplifts  with  God's  own  gifts, 
And  makes  e'en  grace  a  snare. 

7  Awake,  nay,  while  we  sleep, 
In  all  we  think  or  speak, 

It  puflfs  us  glad,  torments  us  sad : 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

8  In  other  ills  we  find 

The  hand  of  heaven  not  slack : 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpose. 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful  when  perceived  ; 
When  not  perceived  'tis  worse  : 

Unseen  or  seen,  it  dwells  within. 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 
lO      Against  its  influence  pray, 
It  mingles  with  the  prayer : 


600  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Against  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  speech 
Be  silent,  still  'tis  there. 

11  In  every  outward  act, 

In  every  thought  within, 
The  heart  it  draws- to  seek  applause, 
And  mixes  all  with  sin. 

12  Thou  meek  and  lowly  Lamb, 
This  haughty  tyrant  kill ; 

That  aim'd  at  thee,  though  thou  wast  free, 
And  grieves  thy  spirit  still. 

13  Our  condescending  God, 
(To  whom  else  shall  we  go  ?) 

Remove  our  pride,  whate'er  betide, 
And  lay  and  keep  us  low. 

14  Thy  garden  is  the  place 
Where  pride  can  not  intrude  : 

For  should  it  dare  to  enter  there, 
'Twould  soon  be  drown'd  in  blood. 

1004  ^•^-  Newton. 

±\J\J-t:j!jfQ  Prisoner. — Ps.  cxv.  2  ;  cxlii.  7. 

1  "XTTHEN  the  poor  prisoner,  thro'  a  grate 

W      Sees  others  walk  at  large, 
How  does  he  mourn  his  lonely  state, 
And  long  for  a  discharge  ! 

2  Thus  I,  confined  in  unbelief. 

My  loss  of  freedom  mourn  ; 
And  spend  my  hours  in  fruitless  grief. 
Until  my  Lord  return. 

3  The  beam  of  day  which  pierces  through 

The  gloom  in  which  I  dwell, 
Only  discloses-  to  my  view, 
The  horrors  of  my  cell. 

4  Ah,  how  my  pensive  spirit  faints. 

To  think  of  former  days, 
When  I  could  triumph  with  the  saints. 
And  join  their  songs  of  jjraise. 

6  Dear  Savior,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
My  strong,  my  only  plea, 
These  gates  and  bars  in  pieces  break. 
And  set  the  prisoner  free. 

100^                     ^•^-  Cowper. 

s.\j\jtj        Temptation James  i.  12. 


^D 


ANGERS  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELITEBANCE.  601 

Wlio  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm  ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ! 
Control  the  waves  ;  say,  "  Peace !  be  still !" 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  thee  : 
Tliy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

-lAA^  L.M.  Hart. 

-LUUU        zrnseitledness.-FsAv,  1,2. 

1  T  ORD,  what  a  riddle  is  my  soul ! 

I  J  Alive  when  wounded,  dead  when  whole! 
Fondly  I  flee  from  pain,  yet  ease 
Cannot  content,  nor  'pleasure  please. 

2  Thou  hid'st  thy  face  ;  my  sins  abound  ; 
World,  flesh,  and  Satan  all  surround  : 
Fain  would  I  find  my  God,  but  fear 

The  means,  perhaps,  may  prove  severe. 

3  If  thou  the  least  displeasure  show, 
And  bring  my  vileness  to  my  view, 
Timorous  and  weak,  I  shrink,  and  say, 

"  Lord,  keep  thy  chastening  hand  away." 

4  If  reconciled  I  see  thy  face. 

Thy  matchless  mercy,  boundless  grace, 
O'ercome  with  bliss,  I  cry,  "  Remove 
That  killing  sight,  I  die  with  love." 

6  My  dear  Redeemer,  purge  this  dross  ; 
Teach  me  to  bear  and  love  the  cross  ; 
Teach  me  thy  chastening  to  sustain, 
Discern  the  love,  and  l^ear  the  pain. 

6  Nor  spare  to  make  me  clearly  see 
The  sorrows  thou  hast  felt  for  me  : 
If  death  must  follow,  I  comply  ; 
Let  me  be  sick  with  love,  and  die. 

1  007  ^-  ^-  Newton. 

±\J\J  t     Prayer  answered  by  Grosses. 
Acts  xiv.  22. 

1  T"  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
.1     In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace  ; 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 


602  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer 'd  prayer  ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 

As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hoped,  that  in  some  favor'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request ; 
And,  bj''  his  love's  constraining  power, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rt-st. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  m)'  heart. 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

6  Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 
Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed, 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  "  Lord,  why  is  this?"  I  trembling  cried  ; 
"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ?" 
"  'Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  replied, 

"  I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  "  These  inward  trials  I  employ. 
From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free  ; 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy. 
That  thou  mayest  seek  thy  all  in  me." 

in  OR  C.M.  Hart. 

J.UUO         Tribulation.—^  Tim.  iii.  12. 

1  fTlHE  soul  that  would  to  Jesus  press, 

■      Must  fix  this  firm  and  sure, 
That  tribulation,  more  or  less. 
They  must  and  shall  endure. 

2  From  this  there  can  be  none  exempt ; 

'Tis  God's  own  wise  decree  : 
Satan  the  weakest  saint  will  tempt, 
Nor  is  the  strongest  free. 

3  The  world  opposes  from  without, 

And  unbelief  within ; 
We  fear,  we  faint,  we  grieve,  we  doubt, 
And  feel  the  load  of  sin. 

4  Glad  frames  too  often  lift  us  up, 

And  then  how  proud  we  grow  ; 
Till  sad  desertion  makes  us  droop, 
And  down  we  sink  as  low. 

5  Ten  thousand  baits  the  foe  prepares 

To  catch  the  Avandering  heart ; 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  603 

And  seldom  do  we  see  the  snares 
Before  we  feel  the  smart. 

6  But  let  not  all  this  terrify  ; 

Pursue  the  narrow  path  : 
Look  to  the  Lord  with  steadfast  eye, 
And  tight  the  fight  of  faith. 

7  Though  we  are  feeble,  Christ  is  strong  ; 

His  promises  are  true  ; 
We  shall  be  conquerors  all  ere  long. 
And  more  than  conquerors  too. 

1  OOQ  S.  M.  Hart. 

±UUt^  r/^g  j^arrow  TFaj/.— Matt.  vii.  13,  14. 

1  ^Tr^I^E  is  the  gate  of  death  ; 

W    The  way  is  lai*ge  and  broad  ; 
And  many*nter  in  thereat, 
And  walk  that  beaten  road. 

2  Because  the  gate  of  life 

Is  narrow,  low  and  small ; 
The  path  so  press'd,  so  close,  so  strait, 
There  seems  no  path  at  all. 

3  This  way,  that's  found  by  few, 
Ten  thousand  snares  beset, 

To  turn  the  seeker's  steps  aside. 
And  trap  the  traveler's  feet. 

4  Before  we've  journey 'd  far,  • 
Two  dangerous  gulphs  are  fix'd  : 

Dead  sloth,  and  pharisaic  pride, 
Scarce  a  hair's  breadth  betwixt. 

6      False  lights  delude  the  eyes, 
And  lead  the  steps  astray  : 
That  traveler  treads  the  surest  here, 
That  seldom  sees  his  way. 

6  Guides  cry,  "  Lo  here  !"  "  Lo  there  !" 
"  On  this,  on  that  side  keep  ;" 

Some  overdrive,  some  frighten  back, 
And  others  lull  to  sleep. 

7  On  the  left  hand,  and  right, 
Close  cragged  rocks  are  seen, 

Distrust  and  self-wrought  confidence  ; 
'Tis  hard  to  squeeze  between. 

8  Sometimes  we  seem  to  gain 
Great  lengths  of  ground  by  day ; 

But  find,  alas,  when  night  comes  on, 
We  quite  mistook  the  way. 


604  CONFLICTS  AND  DELH'BBANCE. 

9    Sometimes  we  have  no  strength ; 

Sometimes  we  want  the  will ; 
And  sometimes  lest  we  might  go  wrong, 
We  choose  to  stand  quite  still. 

10  .Again,  through  heedless  haste, 

We  catch  some  dangerous  fall ; 
Then,  fearing  we  may  move  too  fast, 
We  hardly  move  at  all. 

11  Deep  quagmires  choke  the  way  ; 
Corruptions  foul  and  thick  ; 

Whose  stench  infects  the  air,  and  makes 
The  strongest  traveler  sick. 

12  Through  these  we  long  must  wade. 
And  oft  stick  fast  in  mire  ; 

Now  heat  consumes;  now  frost  benumbs ; 
As  dangerous  as  the  fire.    « 

13  Specti-es,  of  various  forms. 
Allure,  enchant,  affright; 

Presumption  tempts  us  every  day  ; 
Despair  assaults  by  night. 

14  Companions  if  we  find, 
Alas,  how  soon  they're  gone  ! 

For  'tis  decreed  that  most  must  pass 
The  darkest  paths  alone. 

15  Distress'd  on  every  side 
With  evils,  felt  or  fear'd  ; 

We  pray,  we  cry,  but  cannot  find 
That  prayers  or  cries  are  heard. 

16  Thickets  of  briars  and  thorns 
Our  feeble  feet  inclose  ; 

And  every  step  we  take,  betrays 
New  dangers  and  new  foes. 

17  When  all  these  foes  are  quell'd, 
And  every  danger  past. 

That  ghastly  phantom.  Death,  remains 
To  combat  -with  at  last. 

1  01  n  S.  M.  Hart. 

±UJ.U  The  Same. 

1  "TP  this  be,  Lord,  thy  way 

■    Then  who  can  hope  to  gain 
That  prize  such  numbers  never  seek, 
Such  numbers  seek  in  vain? 

2  'Tis  thy  almighty  grace 
That  can  suflfice  alone, 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE.  605 

Thou  givest  us  strength  to  run  the  race, 
Aud  theu  bestow 'st  a  crowu. 

3  Cheer  up,  ye  traveling  souls  ; 
On  Jesas's  aid  rely  ; 

He  sees  us  when  we  see  not  him, 
And  always  hears  our  cry. 

4  Without  cessation  pray  ; 

Your  prayers  will  not  prove  vain  : 
Our  Joseph  turns  aside  to  weep, 
But  cannot  long  refrain. 

5  Sudden  he  stands  confess'd  ; 
We  look,  and  all  is  light ; 

The  foe,  confounded,  swift  as  thought 
Sueaks  off,  aud  skulks  Irorn  sight. 

6  His  presence  cheers  the  soul. 
And  smooths  the  rugged  way. 

He  often  makes  the  crooked  straight. 
And  turns  the  night  to  day. 

7  We  then  move  cheerful  on  ; 
The  ground  feels  firm  and  good; 

And,  lest  we  should  mistake  the  way, 
He  lines  it  out  with  blood. 

8  Again  we  cannot  see 

His  helping  hand,  but  feel ; 
And  though  we  neither  feel  nor  see, 
His  hand  sustains  us  still. 

9  He  gently  leads  us  on; 

Protects  from  fatal  harms  ; 
And,  when  we  faint,  and  cannot  walk, 
He  bears  us  in  his  arms. 

10  He  guides  and  moves  our  steps. 

For,  though  we  seem  to  move, 
His  Spirit  all  the  motion  gives, 
By  springs  of  fear  and  love. 

11  The  meek  with  love  he  draws ; 

Eestrains  the  rash  by  fear  ; 
Searches  and  finds  the  wandering  out, 
And  brings  the  distant  near. 

12  When  for  a  time  we  stop, 
Perplex'd  and  at  a  loss, 

He,  like  a  beacon  on  a  hill, 
Erects  his  bloody  cross.     ' 

13  Forward  again  we  press, 

And,  while  that  mark's  in  view. 


606      CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Though  hosts  of  foes  beset  the  way, 
We  boldly  venture  through. 

14    When  all  these  foes  are  quell'd, 
And  every  danger  past, 
Though  Death  remains,  he  but  remains 
To  be  subdued  at  last. 

I  AT  1  S.  M.  Hart. 

-^  ^  -•-  -*-         Temptation.— MslU.  iv.  3-10. 

1  "\7'E  tempted  souls,  reflect 

I     Whose  name  'tis,  you  profess ; 
Your  Master's  lot  you  must  expect — 
Temptations  more  or  less. 

2  Dream  not  of  faith  so  clear 
As  shuts  all  doubtings  out ; 

Bemember  how  the  devil  dared 
To  tempt  e'en  Christ  to  doubt. 

3  "  If  thou'rt  the  Son  of  God," 
(0  what  an  IF  was  there  !) 

"  These  stones  here,  speak  them  into  food, 
And  make  that  Sonship  clear." 

4  View  that  amazing  scene  ! 
Say,  could  the  tempter  try 

To  shake  a  tree  so  sound,  so  green? — 
Good  God  !  defend  the  dry  ! 

6      Think  not  he  now  will  fail 

To  make  us  shrink  and  droop  ; 
Our  faith  he  daily  will  assail, 
And  dash  our  every  hope. 

6  That  impious  IF,  he  thus, 
At  God  incarnate  threw, 

No  wonder  if  he  cast  at  us, 
And  make  us  feel  it  too. 

7  To  cause  despair's  the  scope 
Of  Satan  and  his  powers, 

Against  hope  to  believe  in  hope, 
My  brethren,  must  be  ours. 

8  Buts,  ifs,  and  hoics  are  hurl'd 
To  sink  us  with  the  gloom 

Of  all  that's  dismal  in  this  world, 
Or  in  the  world  to  come. 

9  But  here's  our  point  of  rest ; 
Though  hard  the  battle  seem. 

Our  Captain  stood  the  fiery  test. 
And  we  shall  stand  through  him. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  607 

T  AT  9  S.  M.  Hart. 

±VL^   nQ  Wretched  Man  that  I am.:^ 
Rom.  vii.  24. 

1  TTOW  sore  a  plague  is  sin, 
JlL  To  those  by  whom  'tis  felt : 

The  christian  cries,  "  Unclean,  uncleanP^ 
E'en  though  released  from  guilt. 

2  0  wretched,  wretched  man ! 
What  horrid  scenes  I  view  ! 

I  find,  alas  !  do  all  I  can, 
That  I  can  nothing  do. 

3  When  good  I  would  perform, 
Through  fear  or  shame  I  stop  ; 

Corruption  rises  like  a  storm. 
And  blasts  the  promised  crop. 

4  Of  peace  if  I'm  in  quest, 

Or  love  my  thoughts  engage. 
Envy  and  anger  in  my  breast 
That  moment  rise  and  rage. 

5  When  for  an  humble  mind 
To  God  I  pour  my  prayer, 

I  looli  into  my  heart,  and  find 
That  pride  will  still  be  there. 

6  How  long,  dear  Lord,  how  long 
Deliverance  must  I  seek  ? 

And  fight  with  foes  so  very  strong, 
Myself  so  very  weak  ? 

7  I'll  bear  the  unequal  strife, 
And  wage  the  war  within  ; 

Since  death  that  puts  an  end  to  life. 
Shall  put  an  end  to  sin. 

1  AT  q  L.  M.  Hart. 

±\J±OgiQy^y  Eeart.—Is^.  Ixiv.  1 ;  Ezek.  xi.l9. 

1  /^  9  FOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
V/  •    To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away ! 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake  , 
The  seas  can  roar  ;  the  mountains  shaice  ; 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 

But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ! 


608  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  liear, 
(Amazing  thouglit !)  which  devils  fear: 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

6  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed  ! 
And  that  dear  something  much  I  need; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine. 
And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

T  A]  4_  C.  M.  Herbert. 

■^^  ^^  "I  shall  be  satisfied,  when  I  awake, 
rcith  thy  likeness.''^ — Ps.  xvii.  15. 

1  TTOW  oft  I  murmur  and  repine, 
Xl  With  blessings  in  my  hand  ; 
There's  nothing  here  can  satisfy, 

Nor  gold,  nor  house,  nor  land. 

2  Sometimes  the  Lord  bestows  on  me, 

His  fretful  child,  a  toy. 
On  which  I  raise  my  prospects  high. 
And  look  for  certain  joy. 

3  But  soon  there's  something  Intervenes; 

I've  something  else  in  view; 
The  former  mercy  is  forgot, 
And  I  want  something  new. 

4  0  !  this  unstable  heart  of  mine  ^ 

Is  like  the  troubled  sea ; 
The  more  I  have,  the  more  I  want ; 
When  shall  I  settled  be  ? 

5  I  know  this  wretched  world  can't  fill 

This  anxious  soul  of  mine  : 
0  could  I,  to  my  Father's  will, 
My  soul,  my  all  resign. 

6  Sometimes,  alas!  I  think  I  can  ; 

I'll  trust  the  world  no  more  ; 
But  when  I  meet  some  little  cross, 
I'm  fretful  as  before. 

7  Why  am  I  captivated  thus. 

By  such  poor  trifling  toys  ? 
Alas !  how  oft  this  wretched  world 
Annoys  my  better  joys. 

8  I  want  to  trust,  but  cannot  trust, 

A  God  of  providence ; 
•  Although  he  bless  from  day  to  day, 
I'm  full  of  diffidence. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  609 

9  When  troubles  roll  in,  thick  and  fast, 
Ah  !  then  my  faith  gives  way  ; 
Sometimes  I  think  I  cannot  stand, 
No,  not  another  day. 

10  Sometimes,  like  Ephraim,  I  rebel ; 

I  cannot  bear  the  yoke  ; 
I  kick  and  murmur  at  the  rod, 
And  shrink  at  every  stroke. 

11  But  -when  my  Father  smiles  again, 

Then  wliat  a  fool  am  I ; 
'Tis  then,  like  Ephraim,  I  repent. 
And  smite  upon  my  thigh. 

12  Like  him  I  mourn,  like  him  I  cry, 

"  Lord,  hold  me  with  thy  hand  ; 
And  draw  me  by  thy  special  grace  : 
Hold  up,  and  I  shall  stand." 

1  AT  K  CM.  Watts. 

-*-  ^.-'-  ^     Backslidings  and  Returns. 

1  "\TrHY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

VV    My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Wliy  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night? 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 

3  Wlien  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
Tlie  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Trifles  of  nature  or  of  art, 

With  fair  decei^;ful  chai-ms, 
Intrude  upon  my  thoughtless  heart. 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms. 

6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul, 

That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 
Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll 
That  let  a  Savior  go  ! 

7  Sin's  promised  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain, 

And  I  am  droAvn'd  in  grief; 
20 


610      CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

But  my  dear'Lord  returns  again, 
He  flies  to  my  relief. 

8  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise, 

He  draws  with  loving  bands  ; 
Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands. 

9  Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus 

In  chase  of  false  delight! 
Let  me  be  fastened  to  thy  cross 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 

10  Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal, 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul. 
My  God,  my  Savior's  breast. 

1  AT  (^  L.  M.  Watta. 

-^ '-'  -^  ^  Hope  in  Darkness. 

1  "TT"OW  long,  0  Lord,  shall  I  complain 
JnL  Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vaia? 
Canst  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 

And  I  still  pray,  and  be  denied  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot 

As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not? 
Still  shall  my  soul  thy  absence  mourn, 
And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  opprest, 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe. 
Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Before  my  death  concludes  my  grief; 
If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly' light, 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

5  How  will  the  powers  of  darkness  boast, 
If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost ! 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace. 
And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest,  ' 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 
My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

10"]  7  CM.  Watts. 

XV  J-  I     Prayer  for  Quickening  Grace. 


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Y  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine  j 


CONFLICTS   AND   DELIVERANCE.  611 

From  vain  desires  and  every  lust 
Turn  off  these  e^'es  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou<a.  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love. 

And  long  to  see  th)-  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thj^  word, 
Wlien  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

1  A]  Q  CM.  Stennett. 

-^  '^^  -^  ^Pleading  icith  God  under  Affliction. 

1  ^XTHY  should  a  living  man  complain 

VV      Of  deep  distress  within, 
Since  every  sigh,  and  every  pain, 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin? 

2  No,  Lord,  I'll  patiently  submit, 

Xor  ever  dare  rebel ; 
Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise, 

And  beat  upon  my  soul ; 
One  trouble  to  another  cries. 
Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 

My  shipwrecked  soul  is  tost; 
Till  I  am  tempted,  in  despair. 
To  give  up  all  for  lost. 

6  Yet  through  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look 
Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  ; 
0  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  flood. 


612  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face 
Will  set  my  lieart  at  ease  ; 
One  all-commanding  word  of  grace 
Will  make  tlie  tempest  cease. 

1  AT  Q  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

-*-  ^-*-  ^  Troubled,  but  making  God  a  lief'uge. 

1  X^EAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
Ay  Ontliee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal  f 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  0  !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ; 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain? 

6  No,  still  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer  : 
0  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there  ! 

7  Thy  mercy  seat  is  open  still. 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will. 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

1  O'^O  ^-  ^^-  Doddridge. 

X\J^\J 2'he  Christian  Warrior  animated  and 
crowned. 
ARK !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice 
From  his  triumphant  seat ; 
'Midst  all  the  war's  tumultuous  noise, 
How  powerful  and  how  sweet ! 

"  Fight  on,  my  faithful  band,"  he  cries 

"  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow; 
Who  first  in  such  a  warfare  dies, 

Shall  speediest  victory  know. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  613 

3  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 

And  ill  the  dust  was  laid  ; 
But  thence  I  mounted  to  ray  throne, 
And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

4  "  That  throne,  that  glory  you  shall  share  ; 

My  hands  the  crown  shall  give ; 

And  3'ou  the  sparkling  honors  wear, 

AV^hile  God  himself  shall  live." 

6  Lord,  'tis  enough  ;  our  souls  are  fired 
With  courage  and  with  love  ; 
Vaia  are  the  assaults  of  earth  and  hell. 
Our  hopes  are  fixed  above. 

1  A9]  CM.  Primitive. 

-^  ^— ' -*-  Cast  doion,  but  not  destroyed. 

1  IVTOW  to  thy  praise,  eternal  King, 
Xl  Be  all  my  thoughts  employed, 
While  of  his  precious  truth  I  sing — 

Cast  down,  but  not  destroyed. 

2  Oft  the  united  powers  of  hell 

Jly  soul  have  sore  annoyed  ; 
And  yet  I  live,  this  truth  to  tell — 
Cast  down,  but  not  dest  oyed. 

3  In  all  the  paths  through  which  I've  passed, 

What  mercies  I've  enjoyed  ! 
And  this  shall  be  my  song  at  last — 
Cast  down,  but  not  destroyed. 

4  When  I  in  heaven  with  God  appear, 

There  shall  I  him  adore  ; 
Destroyed  shall  be  my  sin  and  fear. 
And  I  cast  down  no  more. 

■]  A99  L.  M.  Primitive 

X  u-j-j    Self -abhorrence,  fear  and  hope. 
AM  a  stranger  here  below, 
And  what  I  am  'tis  hard  to  know  ; 
I  am  so  vile,  so  prone  to  sin, 
I  fear  that  I'm  not  born  again. 

2  When  I  experience  call  to  mind, 
My  understanding  is  so  blind. 

All  feeling  sense  seems  to  be  gone, 
Which  makes  me  fear  that  I  am  wrong. 

3  I  find  myself  out  of  the  way. 

My  thoughts  are  often  gone  astray; 
Like  one  alone  I  seem  to  be  ; 
Oh !  is  there  any  one  like  me  ? 


'I 


G14  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

4  'Tis  seldom  I  can  ever  see 
Myself  as  I  wovild  wish  to  be  ; 
What  I  desire,  I  can't  attain  ; 
From  what  I  hate  I  can't  refrain. 

5  So  far  from  God  I  seem  to  lie, 
Which  makes  me  often  weep  and  cry, 
I  fear  at  last  that  I  shall  fall ; 

For  if  a  saint,  the  least  of  all. 

6  I  seldom  find  a  heart  to  pray, 

So  many  things  come  in  my  way ; 
Thus  filled  with  doubts,  I  ask  to  know — 
Come,  tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

7  So  by  experience  do  I  know 
There's  nothing  good  that  I  can  do  ; 
I  cannot  satisfy  the  law. 

Nor  hope  nor  comfort  from  it  draw. 

8  M.y  nature  is  so  prone  to  sin. 
Which  makes  my  duty  so  unclean, 
That  Avhen  I  count  up  all  the  cost, 
Without  free  grace,  I  know  I'm  lost. 

109^  7's.  6's.  Eld.  J.  Moore. 

±U^O      ;p^ll  ofAnti-ChrifiL—Bey.  17. 

1  /^OME  all  ye  dear  believers 
\J     Who  wish  to  own  the  Lord, 
Take  up  your  cross  and  follow, 
Directed  by  his  word  ; 

In  all  his  institutions 
With  solemn  rev'rence  join  ; 
Soon  Jews  and  Gentile  nations 
In  Zion  shall  combine. 

2  Fear  not  the  frowns  of  scoffers, 
Nor  tremble  at  the  rage 

Of  those  who,  though  professors, 

Against  the  truth  engage  ; 

As  scribes,  and  priests,  and  lawyers, 

And  mitred  bishops  too. 

Pope,  cardinals  and  friars, 

With  all  that  they  can  do. 

3  They  talk  of  circumcision. 
And  ancient  customs  plead. 
Observed  by  the  Fathers, 
A  holy,  pious  seed  ; 

They  talk  of  christians'  offspring 
In  covenant  with  God, 
Though  ignorant  of  Jesus 
And  his  atoning  blood. 


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4  0  flee  their  schemes  of  priestcraft, 

Those  soul-bewitching  snares,  ? 

That  captive  led  the  simple  I 

As  sacred  truth  declares :  ] 
They  keep  their  own  traditions. 

And  gospel  rites  despise,          *  j 

And  of  the  poor  and  simple  ^ 

Make  shameful  merchandise.  1 

5  Reject  their  wicked  counsels, 
Their  errors  cast  away  ; 
Escape  those  chains  of  darkness  ; 

0  hear  Jehovah  say —  ^ 

"  Come  out  of  her,  my  people,  ^ 

Nor  of  her  crimes  partake, 

Before  my  dreadful  furj 

In  storms  of  vengeance  wake."  • 

6  Behold  the  mighty  angel, 

And  hear  what  he  doth  say,  ■; 
While,  lifting  up  the  millstone, 

He  casts  it  in  the  sea  :  j 

"  Thus  shall  proud  Babel's  kingdom  ; 

In  utter  ruin  fall ;  \ 

No  more  t'  oppress  God's  people,  J 

No  more  be  found  at  alL"  ^ 

7  Rejoice,  ye  saints  and  martyrs,  ] 
That  God  hath  visited  -j 
Her  sodomy  and  witchcrafts 

Upon  her  guilty  head  ;  ^ 

While  awful  vengeance  seizes  ] 

Its  long  devoted  prey;  ; 
Her  glories  are  departed, 

Her  riches  fled  away.  ] 

8  See  troops  of  mourning  merchants, 

And  tradesmen  stand  aloof !  ; 

They  wring  tlieir  hands  for  sorrow,  [ 

And  cry  that  awful  truth  :  ' 

"Alas!  alas!  she's  fallen,  \ 
And  all  our  wealth  is  gone, 

There's  none  to  buy  our  purple  ;  j 

We're  utterly  undone."  ] 

9  The  Lamb  now  stands  on  Ziou,  j 
And  saints  around  him  bo  w^ ;  j 
Great  God,  we  own  thy  judgments 

Are  just  and  righteous  too  ; 

We  shout  in  hallelujahs, 

To  thine  eternal  name,  i 


616  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVEBANCE. 

"  For  now  is  come  the  hour, 
And  marriage  of  the  Lamb." 

10  The  bride  adorn'd  with  jewels, 
All  dug  from  gospel  mines, 
And  dr^st  in  richest  garments, 
The  rising  sun  outshines  : 
How  like  a  glorious  city 

Fair  Zion  doth  appear ! 
Nor  sun  nor  moon  is  needed, 
The  Lord  himself  is  there. 

11  Amen,  loud  hallelujah, 
Let  saints  and  angels  sing  ; 
For  lo  !  the  Lord  Jehovah 
Is  now  come  down  again  : 

A  thousand  years  of  triumph 
The  church  on  earth  obtains, 
Loud  let  the  jub'lee  trumpet 
Announce  that  Jesus  reigns. 

1  A94.  L.  M.  Newton. 

■^^"^^Dagon  before  the  Ark. — 1  Sam,  v.  4,  5. 

1  "VXrHEX  first  to  claim  me  for  his  own, 

VV    The  Lord  reveal'd  his  mightj'^  grace  ; 
Self-reigned  like  Dagon  on  his  throne, 
But  could  not  long  maintain  its  place. 

2  It  fell,  and  own'd  the  power  divine, 
(Grace  can  with  ease  the  victory  gain) 
But  soon  this  wretched  heart  of  mine 
Contriv'd  to  set  it  up  again. 

3  Again  the  Lord  his  name  proclaimed, 
And  brought  the  hateful  idol  low  ; 
Then  self,  like  Dagon,  broken,  maimed. 
Seemed  to  receive  a  mortal  blow. 

4  Yet  self  is  not  of  life  bereft. 
Nor  ceases  to  oppose  l-.is  will ; 
Though  but  a  maimed  !^turaI)  be  left 
'Tis  Dagon,  'tis  an  idol  still. 

6  Lord,  must  I  always  guilty  prove, 
And  idols  in  my  heart  have  room? 
Oh !  let  the  fire  of  heavenly  love 
The  very  stump  of  self  consume ! 

1025  ^'  ^^'  Newton. 


'A 


Peter  walking  upon  the  Water. 
Matt.  xiv.  28-31. 

WORD  from  Jesus  calms  the  sea, 
The  stormy  wind  controls, 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVEBANCE.  617 

And  gives  repose  and  liberty 
To  tempest-tossed  souls. 

2  To  Peter  on  the  waves  lie  came, 

And  gave  him  instant  peace  : 
Thus  he  to  me  reveal'd  his  name,. 
And  bid  my  sorrows  cease. 

3  Then,  fill'd  with  wonder,  joy,  and  love, 

Peter's  request  was  mine  : 
Lord,  call  me  down,  I  long  to  prove 
That  I  am  wholly  thine. 

4  Unmov'd  at  all  I  have  to  meet 

On  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Hard  shall  be  easy,  bitter  sweet, 
So  I  may  follow  thee. 

6  He  heard  and  smil'd,  and  bid  me  try : 
I  eagerly  obe3'ed  ; 
But  when  from  him  I  tnrn'd  ray  eye, 
How  was  my  soul  dismayed. 

6  The  storm  increas'd  on  ev'ry  side, 

I  felt  my  spirit  shrink. 
And  soon,  with  Peter,  loud  I  cried, 
**  Lord,  save  me  or  I  sink  !" 

7  Kindly  he  caught  me  by  the  hand, 

And  said,  "  Why  dost  thou  fear  ? 
Since  thou  art  come  at  my  command, 
And  I  am  always  near. 

8  "  Upon  my  promise  rest  thy  hope. 

And  keep  my  love  in  view: 
I  stand  engag'd  to  hold  thee  up, 
And  guide  thee  safely  through." 

1  09  A  8's.  Newton. 

■^^-'^  The  Disciples  ai  Sea.— John  vi.  16-2L 

1  i^ONSTRAIN'D  by  their  Lord  to  embark, 
\J  And  venture  without  him  to  sea, 

The  season  tempestuous  and  dark, 
How  griev'd  the  disciples  must  be  ! 
But  though  he  remain'd  on  the  shore. 
He  spent  the  night  for  them  in  prayer ; 
They  still  were  as  safe  as  before. 
And  equally  under  his  care. 

2  They  strove,  though  in  vain,  for  a  while. 
The  force  of  the  waves  to  withstand  ; 
But  when  they  were  wearied  with  toil, 
They  saw  their  dear  Savior  at  hand. 


618  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

They  gladly  received  him  on  board, 
His  presence  their  spirits  reviv'd, 
The  sea  became  calm  at  his  word, 
And  soon  at  their  port  they  arriv'd. 

3  We,  like  the  disciples,  are  toss'd 
By  storms  on  a  perilous  deep, 
But  cannot  be  possibly  lost. 

For  Jesus  has  charge  of  the  ship. 
Though  billows  and  winds  are  enrag'd, 
And  threaten  to  make  us  their  sport, 
^     This  pilot  his  word  has  engag'd 
To  bring  us  in  safety  to  port. 

4  If  sometimes  we  struggle  alone, 
And  he  is  withdrawn  from  our  vievr, 
It  makes  us  more  willing  to  own 
We  nothing  without  him  can  do: 
Then  Satan  our  hopes  would  assail, 
But  Jesus  is  still  within  call ; 

And  when  our  poor  efiforts  quite  fail. 
He  comes  in  good  time,  and  does  all. 

6  Yet,  Lord,  we  are  ready  to  shrink, 
Unless  we  thy  presence  perceive  ; 

0  save  us,  we  cry,  or  we  sink. 
We  would,  but  we  cannot  believe. 
The  night  has  been  long  and  severe, 
The  winds  and  the  seas  are  still  high ; 
Dear  Savior,  this  moment  appear, 
And  say  to  our  souls,  "  It  is  I !" 

1097  ^•^-  Newton. 

J.U-J  i  Perplexity  relieved. 

1  TTNCERTAIN  how  the  way  to  find 

ij     Which  to  salvation  led, 

1  listen'd  long  with  anxious  mind. 

To  hear  what  others  said. 

2  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told, 

I  fear'd  that  I  was  wrong  ; 
For  I  was  stupid,  dead,  and  cold, 
Had  neither  joy  nor  song. 

3  The  Lord  my  lab'ring  heart  reliev'd, 

And  made  my  burden  light ; 
Then  for  a  moment  I  believ'd, 
Supposing  all  was  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talk'd, 

Of  anguish  and  dismay, 
Through  what  distresses'  they  had  walk'd 
Before  they  found  the  way. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  G19 

6  Ah  !  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain, 
For  I  had  liv'd  at  ease  ; 
I  wish'd  for  all  my  fears  again 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

6  I  had  my  wish  ;  the  Lord  disclos'd 

Tlie  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  left  my  naked  soul  expos'd 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart. 

7  Alas  !  "  I  now  must  give  it  up," 

I  cried  in  deep  despair  : 
How  could  I  dream  of  drawing  hope 
From  what  I  cannot  bear  ? 

8  Again  my  Savior  brought  me  aid, 

And  when  he  set  me  free, 
**  Trust  simply  on  my  word,"  he  said, 
"  And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 

-^  ^— '  ^  In  Darkness. 

1  /^NCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
\J     Firmly  fix'd,  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Savior  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  fill'd  with  love  ; 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  pray'r  and  praise. 

2  Little  then  myself  I  knew. 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  pow'r ; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew ; 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour ! 
Sin  has  put  my  jo^'s  to  flight ; 
Sin  has  turn'd  my  day  to  night. 

3  Savior,  shine  and  cheer  ray  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive  ; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

1  A9Q  C.  M. 

x.\j^tj  Submission  and  Hope. 

1  A  FFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
i\.  Where  wave  resounds  to  wave. 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 

I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys, 

Can  re-instate  my  peace  ; 


620  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVEPvANCE. 

And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  the  dark  watches  of  the  night, 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er  ; 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose. 

And  press'd  on  every  side  ; 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps. 
And  still  has  been  my  Guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest,  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  ; 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me, 
My  Health,  my  Life,  my  God ! 

-lAOA  L.M. 

X  U  «J  U  Affliction  Sanctified. 

1  A  MIDST  these  various  scenes  of  ills, 
./\   Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 

When  sovereign  love  directs  the  rod  ? 

2  Peace,  rebel  thoughts!  I'll  not  complain, 
My  Father's  smiles  suspend  my  pain  ; 
Smiles,  that  a  thousand  joys  impart. 
And  pour  the  balm  that  heals  the  smart. 

3  Though  Heaven  aflBicts,  I'll  not  repine, 
Each  heartfelt  comfort  still  is  mine  ; 
Comforts  that  shall  o'er  death  prevail. 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  smoothe  the  rugged  way. 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day. 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  sunshine  reigns. 

TAQT  L.M.  Beddome. 

J.U«J-L     Complaining  of  Inconstancy. 

1  r I  "IHE  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind, 

I      Both  represent  the  unstable  mind  ; 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew. 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  star, 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are  ; 
Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 

So  fickle  and  so  false  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  Avalk,  and  inward  frame, 
Scarce  through  a  single  hour  the  same ; 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE.  621 

We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  tliese  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  sin  forsake,  to  sin  return  ; 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  burn 
In  deep  distress,  then  raptures  feel, 
We  soar  to  heaven,  then  sink  to  hell. 

5  With  flowing  tears.  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness  ; 

When  shall  these  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'd  by  thy  grace,  and  flx'd  for  thee  ? 

1  n*^9  7's  Cowper. 

±VO^    Welcome  Cross.— I  Pet.  1.  6,  7. 

1  jrilTS  my  happiness  below, 

I    Not  to  live  without  the  Cross, 
But  the  Savior's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet. 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

4  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here. 
No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear, 
I  should  be  a  cast  away  ? 

5  Bastards  may  escape  the  rod. 
Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight ; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 
Must  not,  would  not  if  he  might. 

*l  AQO  7's.  Newton. 

iuoo  Breathing  after  Love  to  Christ. 
John  xxi.  16. 

1  5nniS  a  point  I  Ion.;:  to  know, 

I     (Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  ihey  be  worse 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  ray  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  boi'den  prove, 


G22  CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Savior's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild ;, 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  : 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall : 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd, 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ; 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  : 

If  I  have  not  loved  before. 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

10^4  '''^-  Gadsby'sCoL 

•^  ^^^The  Mourner^s  Comfort. — Rev.xxii.'iO. 

1  "TTTHEN  shall  all  my  sorrows  end  ? 

W    When  my  days  of  mourning  cease  ? 
Wlien  shall  I  to  Christ  ascend  ? 
Only  place  of  happiness. 

2  Thirsting,  panting  after  home, 
Longing  for  that  happy  day  ; 
Still  I  cry,  "  My  Savior,  come  ! 
Come,  Lord  Jesus,  come  away." 

3  See  !  what  tribulations  rise  ; 
Earth  and  sin  beset  me  round  ; 
Sorrows,  trickling  from  my  eyes, 
Moisten  all  the  weary  ground. 

4  Lord,  thy  pardoning  love  reveal ; 
Let  ray  cry  ascend  thy  ears  : 
Sin,  alas  !  I  deeply  feel ! 

Siu !  but  ah  !  thy  blood  appears ! 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE.  623 

6  Blood,  that  answers  every  claim, 
Tells  me,  Jesus  died  for  me  : 
Then,  in  his  deliglitful  name. 
Sin's  subdued,  and  I  am  free  ! 
1  AOC^  8's.  Gadsby'sCol. 

•^^ ^^ Breathing  for  Good's-  presence  m  Soul- 
Trouble. — Psalm  Ixi.  2. 

1  THINCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 

IrA  And  tempted  all  hope  to  resign, 
1  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 
That  I  in  thy  beauty  may  shine  ; 
Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 
I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load : 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 
And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease  ; 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply  : 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace — 
The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I : 
Speak,  Savior,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  pi*esence  is  fair  to  behold  ; 
I  thirst  for  thy  Spirit,  with  cries 
And  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn. 
My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep. 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return. 
And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep: 
While  harassed  and  cast  from  thy  sight. 
The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 

"  The  Lord  hath  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 
Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design'd 
No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 
Some  sweetness  in  waiting  for  thee? 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art, 
Thy  grace  is  immortal  and  free  ; 
Lord,  succor  and  comfort  my  heart, 
And  make  me  live  wholly  to  thee. 

1  AQf^  P.M.  Hart. 

X  vou  ^i Blessed  is  the  man  that  endureth 
temptation.''^ — James  i.  12. 

AND  must  it.  Lord,  be  so  ? 
And  must  thy  children  bear 
Such  various  kinds  of  woe, 
Such  soul-perplexing  fear  ? 


624  CONFLICTS  AND  DELITERANCE. 

Are  these  the  blessings  we  expect? 
Is  this  the  lot  of  God's  elect? 

2  Boast  not,  ye  sons  of  earth. 
Nor  look  with  scornful  eyes; 
Above  your  highest  mirth, 
Our  saddest  hours  we  prize  ; 

For  though  our  cup  seems  fill'd  with  gall, 
There's  something  secret  sweetens  all. 

3  How  harsh  soe'er  the  way, 
Dear  Savior,  still  lead  on, 
Nor  leave  us  till  we  say, 

"  Father,  thy  will  be  done  :" 
At  most  we  do  but  taste  the  cup, 
For  thou  alone  hast  drank  it  up. 

4  Shall  guilty  man  complain? 
Shall  sinful  dust  repine  ? 
And  what  is  all  our  pain  ? 

How  light  compared  with  thine  ! 
Finish,  dear  Lord,  what  is  begun  ; 
Choose  thou  the  way,  but  still  lead  qn. 

10^7  ll's&9's.  Hart. 

±U«J  I  rpj^Q  Christianas  Life  a  Paradox. 
Gal.  V.  17. 

1  "TTOW  strange  is  the  course  that  a  Christian 

IM         must  steer, 

How  perplex'd  is  the  path  he  must  tread  ! 
The  hope  of  his  happiness  rises  from  fear. 

And  his  life  he  receives  from  the  dead. 

2  His  fairest  pretensions  must  wholly  be  waiv'd. 

And  his  best  resolutions  be  cross'd  ; 
Nor  can  he  expect  to  be  perfectly  sav'd, 
Till  he  finds  himself  utterly  lost. 

3  When  all  this  is  done,  and  his  heart  isassm"'d 

Of  the  total  remission  of  sins, 
When  his  pardon  is  sign'd  and  his  peace  is 
procur'd. 
From  that  moment  his  conflict  begins. 
1  AOq  P.M.  Hart. 

'-^ ^^" The  Sin  that  dwelletli  in  us  lustelh  to 
envy.''^ — James  iv.  5. 
1  XT7HAT  tongue  can  fully  tell 

YV     That  christian's  grievous  load, 
Wlio  would  do  all  things  well. 
And  walk  the  ways  of  God, 
But  feels  within  foul  envy  lurk. 
And  lust,  and  work,  engendering  sin. 


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2  Poor,  wretched,  worthless  worm ! 
In  what  sad  plight  I  stand  ! 
When  good  I  would  perform, 
Then  evil  is  at  hand. 

My  leprous  soul  is  all  unclean, 
My  heart  obscene,  my  nature  foul. 

3  To  trust  to  Christ  alone, 

By  thousand  dangers  scar'd, 

And  righteousness  have  none, 

Is  something  very  hard. 
Whate'er  men  say,  the  needy  know 
It  must  be  so,  it  is  the  way. 

4  Thou  all-sufficient  Lamb, 
God,  blest  for  evermore, 
AVe  glory  in  thy  name, 
For  thine  is  all  the  power. 

Stretch  forth  thy  hand,  and  hold  us  fast 
Our  first  and  last,  in  thee  we  stand. 

1  AOQ  7's&6's.  Hart. 

XV OU  ''Bui  thou  Shalt  knoio  hereafter.'' 
John  xiii.  7. 

1  T>  IGHTEOUS  are  the  works  of  God  ; 
_i\    All  his  works  are  holy  ; 

Just  his  judgments,  fit  his  rod 
To  correct  our  folly. 

2  All  his  dealings  wise  and  good, 

Uniform,  though  various ; 
Though  they  seem,  by  reason  view'd, 
Cross,  or  quite  contrarious. 

3  These  are  truths,  and  happy  he 

Who  can  well  receive  them  ; 

Brethren,  though  we  cannot  see, 

Still  we  should  believe  them. 

4  Why  through  darksome  x>aths  we  go. 

We  may  know  no  reason ; 
Yet  we  shall  hereafter  know, 
Each  in  his  due  season. 

5  Could  we  see  how  all  is  right, 

Where  were  room  for  credence? 
But  by  faith  and  not  by  sight, 
Christians  yield  obedience. 

6  Let  all  fruitless  searches  go, 

Which  perplex  and  tease  us  ; 
We  determine  nought  to  know 
But  a  bleeding  Jesus. 


626  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

1  OAf)  L.  M.  Sonnete. 

■^^^^  The  Lamb  and  his  Virgin  Company. 

1  f\^  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 

V^  A  num'rous  host,  redeem'd  by  blood; 
They  prais'd  their  King  in  strains  divine  ; 
I  heard  the  song,  and  strove  to  join. 

2  Here  all  who  suflfer'd  sword  or  flame, 
For  truth,  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
Shout  vict'ry  now,  and  hail  the  Lamb, 
And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 

3  While  everlasting  ages  roll, 
Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  souls; 
And  scenes  of  bliss  for  ever  new, 
Rise  in  succession  to  their  view. 

4  Here  Mary  and  Manasseh  view 

The  dying  thief ;  — and  Abraham  too  ; 

With  equal  love  their  spirits  flame. 

The  sarne  their  joy,  their  song  the  same. 

6  0  sweet  employ  to  sing  and  trace 

Th'  amazing  heights  and  depths  of  grace  ; 
And  spend,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
A  blissful  vast  eternity  ! 

6  0  what  a  sweet  exalted  song, 
"VMien  every  tribe,  and  every  tongue, 
Redeem'd  by  blood,  with  Christ  appear, 
And  join  in  one  full  chorus  there. 

7  My  soul  anticipates  the  day, 

Would  stretch  her  wings  and  soar  away. 
To  aid  the  song,  a  palm  to  bear. 
And  bow — the  chief  of  sinners  there. 

1  AJ_"1  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

■'-^^■^  I  thank  God  through  Jesus  Christ  our 
Lord. — Rom.  vii.  25. 

1  rpHOUGH  void  of  all  that's  good, 

I      And  very,  very  poor, 
Through  Christ  I  hope  to  be  renew'd, 
And  live  for  evermore. 

2  I  view  my  own  bad  heart, 
And  see  such  evils  there. 

The  sight  with  horror  makes  me  start, 
And  tempts  me  to  despair. 

3  Then  with  a  single  eye 
I  look  to  Christ  alone ; 

And  on  his  righteousness  rely. 
Though  I  myself  have  none. 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE,  027 

4      By  virtue  of  his  blood 

The  Lord  declares  me  clean : 
Now  serves  my  mind  the  law  of  God, 
My  flesh  the  law  of  sin. 

1  04-9  "^'s-  Newton. 

J-  '-'■*'-'   Vanity  of  the  creature  sanctified. 

1  TTOXEY  though  the  bee  prepares, 
XI  An  envenom'd  sting  he  wears  ; 
Piercing  thorns  a  guard  compose 
Round  the  fragrant  blooming  rose. 

2  Where  we  think  to  find  a  sweet, 
Oft  a  painful  sting  we  meet ; 
"When  the  rose  invites  our  eye, 
We  forget  the  thorn  is  nigh. 

3  Why  are  thus  our  hopes  beguil'd. 
Why  are  all  our  pleasures  spoiPd  ? 
Why  do  agony  and  wo 

With  our  choicest  comforts  grow? 

4  Sin  has  been  the  cause  of  all, 
'Twas  not  thus  before  the  fall ; 
What  but  pain,  and  thorn,  and  sting, 
From  the  root  of  sin  can  spring  ? 

5  Now  with  ev'ry  good  we  find. 
Vanity  and  grief  entwin'd  ; 
What  we  feel,  or  what  we  fear. 
All  our  joj's  embitter  here. 

6  Yet,  through  the  Redeemer's  love. 
These  afflictions  blessings  prove  ; 
He  the  wounding  stings  and  tliorns. 
Into  healing  med'cines  turns. 

1  04-*^  ^'  ^-  Sonnets 

-^  ^^^     The  fugitive  Prophet  arrested. 

1  TONAH,  the  prophet,  once  was  sent 
fj      To  preach  to  Nineveh  ; 

But  he,  alas  !  to  Tarshish  went. 
Great  God,  to  fly  from  thee. 

2  To  shun  the  cross,  he  strove  in  vain, 

For  God  would  make  him  go; 
He  sunk  him  in  the  boundless  main, 
But  not  in  endless  wo. 

3  Like  Jonah,  thou  ray  soul  hast  fled 

A  thousand  devious  ways, 
From  him  who  for  thy  ransom  bled, 
Since  thou  wast  call'd  by  grace. 


628  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

4  But  shall  this  chosen  vessel  die, 

To  see  thy  face  no  more ; 
Shall  he  beneath  th^y  judgments  lie, 
And  wrath  cterual  roar? 

5  No,  to  the  temple  of  thy  grace 

He'll  cast  his  eyes  again, 
And  view  within  that  sacred  place 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

6  Electing  love,  that  three-fold  cord, 

Which  saves  from  hell's  despair. 
To  bring  him  to  his  sov'reign  Lord, 
Shall  angle  for  him  there. 

7  Jonah  shall  for  his  folly  smart ; 

Yet,  in  his  fall,  shall  prove 
The  deep  rebellion  of  his  heart, 
And  God's  unchanging  love. 

1  044-  ^-  ^^'  Sonnets. 

J.  v/tttt      y/jg  iQ^g  Qj'  Qfifist  the  same. 

\ROM  Zion  God  declares 
His  love  shall  ne'er  decline  ; 
Then  why  indulge  these  doubts  and  fears, 
Believer,  why  repine  ? 

Thy  warfare  finish'd  stands, 
From  that  illustrious  day, 
When  Jesus  hush'd  the  law's  demands. 
And  bore  thy  sins  away. 

'Twas  but  a  moment's  space, 
A  little  moment  too, 
That  from  thee  he  conceal'd  his  face. 
And  did  his  anger  shew. 

Now  he  thy  spirit  cheers. 
He  tells  thee  all  is  well, 
When  delug'd  with  desponding  fears. 
Or  when  thy  sorrows  swell. 

To  make  his  visits  sweet. 
And  teach  to  watch  and  pray. 
His  absence  thou  shalt  oft  regret, 
And  thorns  obstruct  thy  way. 

The  promise  stands  secure, 
Salvation's  fall  and  free ; 
The  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  sure, 
'Twas  made  in  love  to  thee. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  629 

1  04.^  C.  M.  Watt3. 

±  V^O  rpj^Q  jiggji  (j^^  Sjnrit. 

1  ■XTTHAT  different  powers  of  grace  and  sia 

VV      Attend  our  mortal  state  : 
I  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within, 
And  do  tlie  work  I  hate. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 

While  sin  and  Satan  reign  : 
Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high, 
For  grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  darkness  struggles  with  the  light 

Till  perfect  day  arise : 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight 
Until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  flesh  and  spirit  strive, 

And  vex  and  break  my  peace  : 
But  I  shall  quit  this  mortal  life, 
And  sin  for  ever  cease. 

1  r)4^(:^  C.  M.  Watts. 

XU-xU    Breathing  after  Holiness. 


'O 


THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 


2  0  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  ray  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

6  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way. 
Restore  thy  wandering  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 


630  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

±  Ut:  1     Faith  in  Christ  for  Pardon  and 
Sanctificatxon. 

1  TTTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 
JLL    Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word, 
"  Ho,  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief, 
I  would  believe  thy  promise.  Lord, 
0  !  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood. 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

6  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 
My  reigning  sins  subdue, 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm. 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  ray  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 

1  C\AQ.  L.  M.  Watts. 

J-Utto       Deliverance  from  Despair. 

1  rnHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 

I    My  Rock,  my  Tower,  my  high  Defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade, 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rose. 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

3  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell. 
With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there, 
Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell. 
While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  call'd,  "My  God  !" 
When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine  ; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint. 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 


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5  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blast  of  his  almighty  breath ; 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death. 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great. 
Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage; 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conqueror  still 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 

8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  jo3'ful  hour; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

1  04-Q  ^'  ^^-  Newton, 

-^  ^'^^  Apostasy—  Will  ye  also  go  away  ? 

1  "VT^HEN"  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

V  f       (Alas,  what  numbers*  do  !) 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Savior  say, 
"  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?" 

2  Ah,  Lord  !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 

3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

To  whom  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee  ? 

4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'd 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God ; 
Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd 
By  promise  and  by  blood. 

6  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd 
Could  never  reach  my  case  ; 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundless  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  bless'd, 
And  satisfy  my  heart. 

7  What  anguish  has  that  question  stirr'd, — 

K  I  will  also  go  ? 


632  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  tliy  "word, 
I  liumbly  answer,  no ! 

T  0^0  ^'^-  Mrs.  Steele. 

±\JO\J  r^Q  whom  shall  we  go  but  unlo  thee  ? 

1  fTlHOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
JL   My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  ray  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  Avhom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives, 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine. 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine. 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

6  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee  ! — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 

Still  let  me  live  beneath  tliine  eye 

For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 
-"* 

•jAPxl  P.M.  Rippon'sCoL 

l.\J01.    rpj^Q  Chrit^liati's  Spiritual  Voyage, 

1  TESUS  !  at  thy  command 
9}    1  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land. 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 

For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign. 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  : 
My  compass  is  thy  word  : 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 

I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie ; 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  633 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  fruide  me  with  his  eye : 
My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boist'rous  storm  outride. 

4      By  faith  I  see  the  land — 
The  port  of  endless  rest : 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
Oh,  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Wliere  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more. 

6      Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie. 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss. 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh, 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss  : 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread. 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

6      Come,  Holy  Ghost !  and  blow 

Aprosp'rous  gale  of  grace  ; 

Waft  me  from  all  below 

To  heaven,  my  destin'd  place  ! 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find. 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

in^O  7's.  Eippon'sCol. 

j.\JUZj  Xempted,  but  flying  to  Christ  for 
Refuge. 


M 


ESUS  !  lover  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll — 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh ! 
Hide  me,  0  my  Savior  !   hide 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 
Other  refuge  have  I  none, — 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ! 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone  ! 
Still  support  and  comfort  me  ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd ; 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  : 
Cover  my  defenceless  head. 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind ; 


634  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteousness, 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am — 
Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found- 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 
Thou  of  Life  the  fountain  art ! 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ! 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart — 
Rise  to  all  eternity  ! 

1  A ;:;  q  L.  M.  Ebenezer. 

l.\JOO        rpj^Q  Christian's  Conflict. 

1  "TXTHY  should  a  son  redeem'd  with  blood, 

W      Born  not  of  man,  but  born  of  God, 
Feel  an  eternal  war  within, 
'Twixt  reigning  grace  and  striving  sin  ? 

2  'Tis  but  to  make  him  every  day, 
From  self  to  Jesus  turn  away  : 
His  very  falls  shall  make  him  wise, 
And  teach  him  where  his  victory  lies. 

3  Who  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  woe. 
Will  to  the  blood  of  sprinkling  go. 
And  seek  salvation  only  there, 
From  all  that  he  shall  feel  or  fear  ? 

4  What  though  he  finds  himself  deprav'd, 
Yet  he's  in  Christ  a  sinner  sav'd ; 

And  'tis  a  sign  of  life  within, 

To  groan  beneath  the  power  of  sin. 

5  Boasting's  excluded  by  the  cross, 

The  creature's  deeds  are  dung  and  dross; 

Salvation's  free,  'tis  found  alone 

In  Christ,  that  precious  Corner-Stone. 

1  0^4-  ^"  ^-  Ebenezer 

XUcJttj/jg  Q-race  of  God  sufficient  for  his 
Children. 

1  r^PPRESS'D  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
\y  Fightings  without,  and  fears  within ; 
While  earth  and  hell  with  force  combin'd. 
Assault  and  terrify  my  mind. 

2  ^V^lat  strength  have  I  against  such  foes, 
Such  hosts  and  legions  to  oppose  ? 
Alas !  I  tremble,  faint,  and  fall ; 

Lord,  save  me,  or  I  give  up  all. 


CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE.  635 

3  Thus  sorely  prest,  T  sought  the  Lord, 
To  give  me  some  sweet  cheering  word  ; 
Again  I  sought,  and  yet  again  ; 

I  waited  long,  but  not  in  vain. 

4  Oh !  'twas  a  cheering  word  indeed, 
Exactly  suited  to  ray  need  ; 

"  Sufficient  for  thee  is  my  grace, 

Thy  weakness  my  great  power  displays." 

6  Now  I  despond  and  mourn  no  more, 
I  Avelcome  all  I  fear'd  before ; 
Thoagh  weak,  I'm  strong;   though  troubl'd, 

blest ; 
For  Christ's  own  power  shall  on  me  rest. 

6  My  grace  would  soon  exhausted  be, 
But  his  is  boundless  as  the  sea  ; 
Then  let  me  boast,  as  well  as  Paul, 
That  I  am  nothing,  Christ  is  all. 


10 


"^  !^  8's.  Newton, 

'JO       Elijah  fed  by  Baoens. 


1  Tj^LIJAH'S  example  declares 

I' J  Whatever  distress  may  betide, 
The  saints  may  commit  all  their  cares 
To  him  who  will  surely  provide  : 
When  rain  long  withheld  from  the  earth. 
Occasioned  a  famine  of  bread, 
The  prophet,  secur'd  from  the  dearth. 
By  ravens  was  constantly  fed. 

2  More  likely  to  rob  than  to  feed, 
Were  ravens  who  live  upon  prey  ; 

But  when  the  Lord's  people  have  need. 
His  goodness  will  find  out  a  way. 
This  instance  to  those  may  seem  strange, 
Who  know  not  how  faith  can  prevail  ; 
But  sooner  all  nature  sha'l  change. 
Than  one  of  God's  promises  fail. 

3  Nor  is  it  a  singular  case. 
The  wonder  is  often  renew'd; 
And  many  can  say  to  his  praise. 

He  sends  them  by  ravens  their  food : 
Thus  worldlings,  though  ravens  indeed, 
Though  greedy  and  selfish  their  mind. 
If  God  has  a  servant  to  feed, 
Against  their  own  wills  can  be  kind. 

4  Thus  Satan,  that  raven  unclean, 
Who  croaks  in  the  ears  of  the  saints, 


63G  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

Corapell'd  by  a  power  unseen, 
Administers  oft  to  their  wants  ; 
God  teaches  them  how  to  lind  food, 
From  all  the  temptations  they  feel : 
Tliis  raven  who  thirsts  for  my  blood, 
Has  help'd  me  to  many  a  meal. 

5  ilow  safe  and  how  happy  are  they, 
Who  on  the  good  Shepherd  rely  ! 
He  gives  them  out  strength  for  their  day, 
Their  wants  he  will  surely  supply  ; 
He  ravens  and  lions  can  tame, 
All  creatures  obey  his  command  ; 
Then  let  me  rejoice  in  his  name. 
And  leave  all  my  cares  in  his  hand. 

1  O'^^^  C.  M.  Newton. 
±VO\J            Peace  Restored. 

|H  !  speak  that  gracious  word  again, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart ! 
No  voice  but  thine  can  soothe  my  pain, 
Or  bid  my  fears  depart. 

2  And  canst  thou  still  vouchsafe  to  own 

A  wretch  so  vile  as  I  ? 
And  may  I  still  approach  thy  throne. 
And  Abba,  Father,  cry  ? 

3  0,  then,  let  saints  and  angels  join, 

And  help  me  to  proclaim 
The  grace  that  heal'd  a  breach  like  mine, 
And  put  my  foes  to  shame  ! 

4  How  oft  did  Satan's  cruel  boast 

My  troubled  soul  affright ! 
He  told  me  I  was  surely  lost, 
And,  God  had  left  me  quite. 

5  Guilt  made  me  fear,  lest  all  were  true 

Tiie  lying  tempter  said  ; 
But  now  ihe  Lord  appears  in  view, 
My  enemy  is  fled. 

G  My  Savior,  by  his  powerful  word, 
Has  turn'd  my  night  to  day  ; 
And  his  salvation's  joy  's  restor'd, 
Which  I  had  sinn'd  away. 

7  Dear  Lord,  I  wonder  and  adore  ! 
Thy  grace  is  all  divine  ! 
0  keep  me,  that  I  sin  no  more 
Against  such  love  as  thine ! 


CONFLICTS   AND  DELIVERANCE.  637 

10 '^7  ^•^^-  Newton. 

XV O  t    yyjg  Creatures  in  the  LorcVs  handa. 

1  rflflE  water  stood  like  walls  of  brass, 

I  To  let  the  sons  of  Israel  pass, 
And  from  the  rock  in  rivers  burst, 
At  Moses'  prayer,  to  quench  their  thirst. 

2  The  fire,  restrain'd  by  God's  commands. 
Could  only  burn  his  people's  bands  ; 
Too  faint,  when  he  was  Avith  them  there, 
To  singe  their  garments  or  their  hair. 

3  At  Daniel's  feet  the  lions  lay, 

Like  harmless  lambs,  nor  touch'd  their  prey  ; 
And  ravens,  which  on  carrion  fed, 
Procur'd  Elijah  flesh  and  bread. 

4  Tlius  creatures  only  can  fulfil 
Their  great  Creator's  holy  will ; 
And  when  hi.-  servants  need  their  aid 
His  purposes  must  be  obey'd. 

6  So  if  his  blessing  he  refuse. 

Their  power  to  help  they  quickly  lose  ; 
Sure  as  on  creatures  we  depend, 
Our  hopes  in  disappointment  end. 

C  Then  let  us  trust  the  Lord  alone. 
And  creature-confidence  disown  ; 
Nor,  if  they  threaten,  need  we  fear; 
They  cannot  hurt  if  he  be  near. 

7  If  instruments  of  pain  they  prove, 
Still  they  are  guided  by  his  love. 
As  lancets  b}-  the  surgeon's  skill. 
Which  wound  to  cure  and  not  to  kill. 

1  0")(S  ^•^'  Montgomery. 

1  fTlHE  Lord  is  on  our  side, 

I     His  people  now  may  say ; 
The  Lord  is  on  our  side, — or  we 
Had  fallen  a  sudden  prey. 

2  Sin,  Satan,  Death,  and  Hell, 
Like  fire,  against  us  rose  ; 

Then  had  the  flames  consum'd  us  quick, 
But  God  repell'd  our  foes. 

3  Like  water  they  return'd. 
When  wildest  tempests  rave  ; 

Then  had  the  floods  gone  o'er  our  head, 
But  God  was  there  to  save. 


638  CONFLICTS  AND  DELIVERANCE. 

4      From  jeopardy  redeem'd, 
As  from  the  lion's  wrath, 
Mercy  and  truth  uphold  our  life, 
And  safety  guards  our  path. 
6      Our  soul  escap'd  the  toils  ; 
As  from  the  fowler's  snare, 
The  bird,  with  disentangled  wings, 
Flits  through  the  boundless  air. 
6      Our  help  is  from  the  Lord  ; 
In  him  we  will  confide, 
Who  stretch'd  the  heavens,  who  form'd  the 
The  Lord  is  on  our  side.  [earth : 

1  O^Q  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  "TTTHEN  God  from  sin's  captivity 

VV  Set  his  afflicted  people  free. 
Lost  in  amaze,  their  mercies  seem 
The  transient  raptures  of  a  dream. 

2  But  soon  their  ransom'd  souls  rejoice. 
And  mirth  and  music  swell  their  voice. 
Till  foes  confess,  nor  dare  condemn, 

"  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  them." 

3  They  catch  the  strain  and  answer  thus, 

"  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  us  : 
Whence  gladness  fills  our  heartn,  and  songs, 
Sweet  and  spontaneous,  wake  our  tongues." 

4  Turn  our  captivity,  0  Lord  ! 

As  southern  rivers,  at  thy  word, 
Bound  from  their  channels,  and  restore 
Plenty,  where  all  was  waste  before. 

6  Who  sow  in  tears  shall  reap  in  joy  ; 
Naught  shall  the  precious  seed  destroy, 
Nor  long  the  weeping  exiles  roam, 
But  bring  their  sheaves  rejoicing  home. 

1  OBD  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

1  f\UT  of  the  depths  of  wo 
\J     To  thee,  0  Lord  !  I  cry. 

Darkness  sui'rounds  me,  but  I  know 
ThUt  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

2  Then  hearken  to  my  voice, 
Give  ear  to  my  complaint ; 

Thou  bidst  the  mourning  soul  rejoice, 
Thou  comfortost  the  faint. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  639 

I  cast  my  hope  on  thee, 
Thou  canst,  thoii  wilt  forgive  ; 
Wert  thou  to  mark  iniquity, 
Who  in  thy  sight  could  live? 

Glory  to  God  above  ! 
The  waters  soon  will  cease  : 
For,  lo  !  the  swift  returning  dove 
Brings  home  the  sign  of  peace. 

Though  storms  his  face  obscure, 
And  dangers  threaten  loud, 
Jehovah's  covenant  is  sure, 
His  bow  is  in  the  cloud. 


'J 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1  r|(^"l  7s.  Burnham. 
-^  ^  ^  -^        Jesus  draws  by  effectual  grace. 

Jer.  xxi.  3. 

ESUS  draws  the  chosen  race 
By  his  sweet,  resistless  grace  ; 
Causing  them  to  hear  his  call, 
And  before  his  power  to  fall. 

2  From  the  blissful  realms  above. 
Swift  as  lightning  flies  his  love  ; 
Draws  them  to  his  tender  breast, 
There  they  find  the  gospel  rest. 

3  Then  how  eagerly  they  move 
In  the  happy  paths  of  love ! 
How  they  glory  in  the  Lord, 
Pleased  with  Jesus'  sacred  word! 

4  When  the  Lord  appears  in  view, 
Old  things  cease,  and  all  is  new: 
Love  divine  o'erflows  the  soul, 
Love  doth  every  sin  control. 

1  0fi2  ^•^-  Berridge. 

±  \j  \jjLi     Christ,  Hie  sinner'' s  hiding  place. 
1  Cor.  vi.  11. 


w 


HERE  must  a  sinner  fly. 
Who  feels  hia  guilty  load. 


610  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

And  stands  condemned  to  die, 

Out  of  the  mouth  of  God? 
Can  any  door  of  hope  be  found  ? 
Not  any,  sure,  on  nature's  ground. 

2  What  if  he  mend  his  life. 
And  pour  out  floods  of  tears, 
And  pray  witli  fervent  strife  ? 
Tliese  pay  no  past  arrears. 

The  hiw,  with  unrelenting  breath, 
Declares  the  wage  of  sin  is  death. 

3  Who  then  shall  reconcile 
Such  jarring  things  as  these  ? 
Say,  how  can  Justice  smile 
At  Mercy  on  her  knees  ? 

Or  how  can  Mercy  lift  her  head, 
If  all  the  legal  debt  is  paid  ? 

4  Jesus,  thy  helping  hand 
Has  made  the  contest  cease, 
Paid  otf  each  law  demand. 
And  bought  the  blest  release  : 

Stern  Justice,  satisfied  by  thee. 
Bids  Mercy  bring  the  news  to  me. 

5  0  tidings,  sweet  of  grace, 
To  sinners  lost  and  poor, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
And  knock  at  Mercy's  door  ; 

Who  taste  the  peace  thy  blood  imparts, 
And  feel  the  Savior  in  their  hearts. 

6  All  hail !  we  bless  thee  now, 
AVho  bought  us  with  thy  blood ! 
Our  gracious  Shepherd,  thou, 
To  bring  us  home  to  God. 

On  earth  we  sing  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  above. 

1  On*^  ^•^^'  Gadsby'sCol. 

±\jyju      Amazing  grace. — 1  Cor.  xv.  10. 

1  AH!  but  for  free  and  sovereign  grace, 
J\     I  still  had  lived  estranged  from  God, 
Till  hell  had  proved  the  destined  place 

Of  my  deserved  but  dread  abode. 

2  But,  0  !  amazed,  I  see  the  hand 
That  stopp'd  me  in  my  wild  career  ; 
A  miracle  of  grace  I  stand, 

The  Lord  has  taught  my  heart  to  fear  ! 


CHKISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  64X 

3  To  fear  his  name,  to  trust  his  grace, 
To  learu  liis  will  be  my  employ  ; 
Till  I  shall  see  him  face  to  face  ; 
Himself  my  heaven,  himself  my  joy  ! 

T  0(^4-  CM.  Montgomery 

XUU'tt  rpf^usi  in  God-s  grace.— 2  Cor.  xii.  9, 

1  /~i  EACE,  like  a  fountain,  ever  flows, 
VJT    Fresh  succors  to  renew  ; 

The  Lord  my  wants  and  weakness  knows, 
My  sins  and  sorrows  too. 

2  He  sees  me  often  overcome, 

And  pities  my  distress  ; 
And  bids  atfliction  drive  me  home, 
To  anchor  on  his  grace. 

3  'Tis  he  directs  my  doubtful  ways, 

When  dangers  line  the  road  : 
Here  I  my  Ebenezer  raise. 
And  trust  the  gracious  God. 

1  n/^PC  8.  8.  6.  Kent. 

l.\J\JO  Boasting  excluded. 

Titus  iii.  5-7  ;  Kom.  iii.  24. 

1  "I"  ET  Zion,  in  her  songs,  record 

I  J     The  honors  of  her  dying  Lord, 

Triumphant  over  sin : 
How  sweet  the  song  there's  none  can  say, 
But  he  whose  sins  are  wash  d  away. 

Who  feels  the  same  within. 

2  We  claim  no  merit  of  our  own, 

But,  self-condemn'd,  betore  thy  throne. 

Our  hopes  on  Jesus  place  ; 
In  heart,  in  lip,  in  life  depraved, 
Our  theme  shall  be  a  sinner  saved. 

And  praise  redeeming  grace. 

3  We'll  sing  the  same  while  life  shall  last 
And  when,  at  the  Archangel's  blast, 

Our  sleeping  dust  shall  rise, 
Then,  in  a  song  for  ever  new, 
The  glorious  theme  we'll  still  pursue, 

Throughout  the  azure  skies. 

i  Prepared  of  old,  at  God's  right  hand. 
Bright  everlasting  mansions  stand, 

For  all  the  blood-bought  race  : 
And  till  we  reach  those  seats  of  bliss, 
We'll  sing  no  other  song  but  this— 
A  sinner  saved  by  grace  ! 
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642  CmilSTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1  Onfi  ^•^'  Sonnets. 

±\J\J\J  Qfirist  is  precious  unto  you  who  believe. 

1  Peter  ii.  7. 

1  Tj^XCEEDING  precious  is  my  Lord, 

f^J     His  love  divinely  free  ! 
And  sure  his  name  doth  health  afford 
To  sickly  souls  like  me. 

2  It  cheers  a  debtor's  gloomy  face, 

Unbolts  his  prison  door  ; 
It  brings  amazing  stores  of  grace 
To  feed  the  gospel  j)Oor. 

S  And  if  with  lively  faith  we  view 
His  dying  toil  and  smart, 
And  hear  him  say,  it  was  for  you, 
This  breaks  the  stony  heart. 

4  An  heavenly  joy  his  words  convey, 

The  bowels  strangely  move  : 
We  blush,  and  melt,  and  faint  away, 
Quite  overwhelmed  with  love. 

5  In  such  sweet  posture  let  me  lie, 

And  wet  thy  feet  with  tears. 
Till  join'd  with  saints  above  the  sky, 
I  tune  my  harp  with  theirs. 

10(^7  ^•^-  Sonnets. 

J.  UU  I  jy^g  doubling  christian. 

1  "TF  unbelief's  that  sin  accurst, 

I      Abhorr'd  by  God  above, 
Because  of  all  opposers  worst. 
It  fights  against  his  love. 

2  How  shall  a  heart  that  doubts  like  mine, 
Dismay'd  at  ev'ry  breath, 

Pretend  to  live  the  life  divine. 
Or  fight  the  fight  of  faith  ? 

3  Conscience  accuses  from  within, 
And  others  from  without ; 

I  feel  my  soul  a  sink  of  sin. 
And  this  produces  doubt. 

4  Such  dire  disorders  vex  my  soul, 
That  ill  engenders  ill ;     . 

And,  when  my  heart  I  feel  so  foul, 
I  make  it  fouler  still. 

6  In  this  distress,  the  course  I  take 
Is  still  to  call  and  pray, 

And  wait  the  time  when  Christ  shall  speak, 
And  drive  my  foes  away. 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  643 

6      Foi"  that  blest  hour  I  sigh  and  pant, 
With  wishes  warm  and  strong, 
But,  dearest  Lord,  lest  these  should  faint, 
Oh  !  do  not  tarry  long. 

1  OHS  ^'  ^^'  Sonnets. 
J-  UUO     rjif^g  iQ^i^ig  kindness  of  the  Lord. 

LORD,  how  lovely  is  thy  name. 

How  faithful  is  thy  heart ! 

To-day  and  yesterday  the  same, 

And  always  kind  thou  art ! 

2  No  change  of  mind  the  Savior  knows, 
A  true  and  constant  friend  ! 

Where  once  the  Lord  his  love  bestows. 
He  loves  unto  the  end  ! 

3  He  well  remembers  we  are  flesh, 

At  best  a  bruised  reed  ; 
And  fainting  souls  he  will  refresh, 
And  well  supply  their  need. 

4  No  danger  can  thy  soul  await, 
While  resting  on  this  rock  ; 

The  winds  may  blow,  the  waves  may  beat, 
But  he  sustains  the  shock. 

6      Dear  Jesus,  let  me  always  rest 
Within  thy  arms  divine  ; 
Thy  daily  care,  to  make  me  blest ; 
To  love  and  call  thee  mine. 

1  ORQ  ^•^^'  Sonnets. 

J.\J\JU  ]\fy  )^(jcirt  is  sunitten  and  loiihered  like 
yt  (iss. — Psalms  cii.  4. 

LAS  !  poor  soul,  what  ails  thee  now. 
So  feeble  and  so  faint  I 
Why  hangs  a  cloud  upon  thy  brow? 
Come  tell  thy  sad  complaint. 

Lay  down  submissive  at  his  feet. 
And  meekly  tell  thy  pain, 
And  with  a  sigh  his  love  entreat 
To  send  a  gracious  rain. 

But  when  he  brings  a  cheering  gleam 
And  brooks  gush  from  the  rock  ; 
Boast  in  your  fountain,  not  the  stream, 
For  human  cisterns  leak. 

Oh,  may  this  rock  alibrd  me  rest, 
This  brook  still  follow  me  ; 
To  quench  my  thirst,  and  cheer  my  breast, 
TiJl  Canaan's  land  I  see. 


A' 


644  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1070  ^'^^-  Sonnets. 
-*-  ^  *  ^  ^ly  soul  thirslelhfor  thee  in  a  dry  land. 

1  "IXTHEN  Jesus'  gracious  hand, 

W      Has  touch'd  our  eyes  and  ears, 

Oh !  what  a  dreary  land 

The  wilderness  appears  ! 
No  liealing  balm  springs  from  its  dust, 
No  cooling  stream  to  quench  the  thirst ! 

2  Yet  long  I  vainly  sought 
A  resting  place  below, 
And  that  sweet  land  forgot 
AVhere  living  waters  flow  ; 

I  hunger  now  for  heavenly  food, 
And  my  poor  heart  cries  out  for  God. 

3  Lord,  occupy  ray  breast, 
And  with  me  sup  and  stay, 
Nor  jjrove  a  hastj^  guest, 
Who  tarries  but  a  day  i 

Within  my  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 
And  pull  each  cherish'd  idol  down. 

4  My  sorrow  thou  canst  see. 
For  thou  canst  read  my  heart ; 
It  pineth  after  thee, 

And  yet  from  thee  will  start ; 
Reclaim  thy  roving  ^hild  at  last, 
And  fix  my  heart,  and  bind  it  fast. 

1071  C.  M.  Sonnets. 
J.V/  •  X       Qod^s  various  dealings  with  his 

children. 

1  "TTOW  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way 
JLJL    To  some  poor  pilgi'im's  feet ! 
In  all  they  do,  or  think,  or  say, 

They  opposition  meet. 

2  Others  again  more  smoothly  go, 

Secure'd  from  hurts  and  harms; 
Their  Savior  leads  tliem  gently  through, 
Or  bears  them  in  his  arms. 

3  Faith  and  repentance  all  must  find  : 

But  yet  we  daily  see 
They  differ  in  their  time  and  kind, 
Duration  and  degree. 

4  Some  long  repent,  and  late  believe  ; 

But,  when  their  sin's  forgiv'n, 
A  clearer  passport  they  receive, 
And  walk  with  joy  to  heav'n. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  645 

5  Their  pardon  some  receive  at  first, 

Aud  then  compell'd  to  fight ; 
They  feel  their  later  stages  Avorst, 
Aud  travel  much  by  night. 

6  But,  be  our  conflict  short  or  long, 

This  commonly  is  true, 
That,  wheresover  faith  is  strong, 
Itepeutance  is  so  too. 

1  079  ^-^^'  Sonnets. 

X  U  I  ^jpqx-  the  kingdom  of  God  is  not  inicord, 

bat  in  power. 

1  A    FORM  of  words,  though  e'r  so  sound, 
i\     Can  never  save  a  soul ; 

The  Holy  Ghost  must  give  the  wound, 
Aud  make  the  wounded  whole. 

2  Though  God's  election  is  a  truth, 

Small  comfort  there  I  see. 
Till  I  am  told  by  God's  own  mouth 
That  he  has  choseu  me. 

3  Sinners,  I  read,  are  justified 

By  faith  in  Jesus'  blood  : 
But  when  to  me  that  blood's  applied, 
'Tis  then  it  does  me  good. 

4  To  perseverance  I  agree, 

The  thing  to  me  is  clear, 
Because  the  Lord  has  promis'd  me 
That  I  shall  persevere. 

5  Imputed  righteousness  I  own 

A  doctrine  most  divine, 
For  Jesus  to  my  heart  makes  known 
That  all  his  merit's  mine. 

6  That  Christ  is  God  I  can  avouch. 

And  for  his  people  cares. 
Since  I  have  pray'd  to  him  as  such, 
And  ho  has  heard  my  prayers. 

lOTQ  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

1  XTTHEX  legal  hope  my  mind  possest, 

T  V      My  soul  could  in  the  precept  rest ; 
Though  bound  by  sin,  I  thought  me  free. 
And  lived  a  boasting  pharisee. 

2  Trusting  to  refuges  of  lies, 

I  rear'd  my  Babel  to  the  skies. 
Could  Sinai's  awful  thunders  brave, 
Aud  thought  my  doings  great  to  save. 


^L 


646  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  Thus  in  my  fond  conceit  I  stood, 
A  stranger  to  nayself  and  God  ; 
My  heart,  a  cage  of  birds  unclean. 
In  every  thought  and  act  obscene. 

4  But  glory  to  eternal  grace. 

The  law  reveal'd  my  desp'rate  case  ; 
Bound  hand  and  foot  with  chains  of  sin, 
A  worthless  wretch  defiled  within. 

6  I  heard  its  threats,  was  fiU'd  with  dread, 
Tremiiling  I  stood  while  thus  it  said, 
"  From  hence,  from  death  there's  no  reprieve. 
Thy  soul  must  die,  or  do  and  live." 

6  Tlien  naked  to  the  cross  I  fled, 
\Yhere  Jesus  once  for  sinners  bled, 
And  fiU'd  with  sorrow,  sins,  and  fear. 
Was  glad  to  take  my  refuge  there. 

1  07/1  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

J.U  I  tt  Dedication  to  God. 

ORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine  ! 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine  ! 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

Thee  my  new  master  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all : 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

n  C.  M.  Watts. 

*^    Unfruitfulness,  ignorance,  and  un- 
sanctified  affections. 

1  TT  ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
JLi     Of  thy  salvation.  Lord, 

But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne. 

4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 

How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there  ! 


107 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  647 

6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart 
To  give  thy  word  success, 
Write  thy  salvation  ia  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

6  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

1  07(^  ^•^'•-  Eippon'sCol. 

±U  I  U     QfiQ  thing  I  know.    John  ix.  25. 

1  T~\EAR  Savior  !  make  me  wise  to  see 
_L/     My  sin,  and  guilt,  and  remedy  ; 
'Tis  said,  of  all  thy  blood  has  bought, 

"  They  shall  of  Israel's  God  be  taught." 

2  Their  plague  of  heart  thy  people  know. 
They  know  thy  name,  and  trust  thee  too  ; 
They  know  the  gospel's  blissful  sound, 
The  path  where  endless  joys  abound. 

3  They  know  the  Father  .and  the  Son  ; 
Theirs  is  eternal  life  begun  ; 

Unto  salvation  they  are  wise, — 
Their  grace  shall  unto  glory  rise. 

4  But — ignorance  itse'lf  am  I ; 

Born  blind — estranged  from  thee  I  lie  ; 

0  Lord!  to  thee  I  humbly  own 

1  nothing  know  as  should  be  known. 

5  I  scarce  know  God,  or  Christ,  or  sin — 
My  foes  without,  or  plague  within  ; 
Know  not  my  interest.  Lord,  in  thee, 
In  pardon,  peace,  or  liberty  ! 

6  But  help  me  to  declare  to-day. 
If  many  things  I  cannot  say, 

"  One  thing  I  know,"  all  praise  to  thee, 
"  Though  blind  I  was — yet  now  I  see." 

1077  ^•^^-  Cruttenden. 

-*-  ^  *  *  Sin  and  Holiness. 

1  "TTTHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within — 

W      Immortal  life,  remaining  sin  ! 
Nor  can  this  reign,  nor  that  prevail. 
Though  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die  ; 
Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high  ; 
Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 


648  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 
Borne  upward  to  my  native  skies. 
While  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight 
To  realms  of  joy  and  worlds  of  light. 

4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 
Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul ; 
I  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 
6  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give  ! 
How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve  ; 
What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 
Or  intercept  its  rays  at  noon  ! 

6  Again  the  Spirit  lifts  his  sword, 
And  power  divine  attends  the  word ; 
I  feel  the  aid  its  comforts  yield, 

And  vanquish'd  passions  quit  the  field. 

7  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight. 
Make  me  triumphant  in  thy  might ; 
Thou  the  desponding  heart  can  raise— 
The  victory  mine,  b^  thine  the  praise. 

1  07ft  ^^'  Newton. 

-^  ^  *  ^  Joseph  made  known  to  his  brethren. 

Gen.  xlv.  3,  4. 

1  "VTrhen  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld 

VV      Afflicted,  and  trembling  with  fear, 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  fill'd, 
From  weeping  he  could  not  forbear. 
A  while  his  behavior  was  rough. 
To  bring  their  past  sins  to  their  mind  : 
But  when  they  were  hinnbled  enough, 
He  hastened  to  show  himself  kind. 

2  How  little  they  thought  it  was  he , 
Whom  they  had  ill-treated  and  sold  ! 
How  great  their  confusion  must  be. 
As  soon  as  his  name  he  had  told  ! 

•*  I'm  Joseph,  your  brother,"  he  said, 
*'  And  still  to  my  heart  you  are  dear ; 
You  sold  me,  and  thought  I  was  dead. 
But  God,  for  your  sakes,  sent  me  here." 

3  Though  greatly  distressed  before. 
When  charged  with  purloining  the  cup, 
They  now  were  confounded  much  more, 
Not  one  of  them  durst  to  look  up. 

"  Can  Joseph,  whom  we  would  have  slain, 
Fox'give  us  the  evil  we  did  ? 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  649 

And  will  lie  our  household  maintain  ? 
O,  this  is  a  bx'other  indeed  !" 

4  Thus  dragg'd  by  my  conscience,  I  came, 
And  laden  with  guilt,  to  the  Lord, 
Surrounded  with  terror  and  shame, 
Unable  to  utter  a  word. 

At  first  he  look'd  stern  and  severe. 
What  anguish  then  pierced  my  heart ! 
Expecting  each  moment  to  hear 
The  sentence  "  Thou  cursed,  depart!" 

5  But,  oh  !  what  surprise  when  he  spoke, 
What  tenderness  beam'd  in  his  face  ; 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 
O'erwhelmed  and  confounded  by  grace  : 
"Poor  sinner,  I  know  thee  full  well, 

By  thee  I  was  sold  and  was  slain  ; 
I  died  to  redeem  thee  from  hell, 
And  raise  thee  in  glory  to  reign. 

T  OTQ  ^'^'  Newton. 

±\J  t  o    Humbled  and  silenced  by  mercy. 
Ezek.  xvi.  63.  ^ 

1  /^XCE  perishing  in  blood  I  lay, 
\_J    Creatures  no  help  could  give  ; 
But  Jesus  pass'd  me  in  the  way, 

He  saw,  and  bid  me  live. 

2  Though  Satan  still  his  rule  maintain'd, 

And  all  his  arts  employed ; 
That  mighty  word  his  rage  restrain'd, 
I  could  not  be  destroyed. 

3  At  length  the  time  of  love  arriv'd, 

When  I  my  Lord  should  know  ; 
Then  Satan,  of  his  power  depriv'd. 
Was  forc'd  to  let  me  go. 

4  O  can  I  e'er  that  day  forget, 

When  Jesus  kindly  spoke  ! 
"  Poor  soul !  my  blood  has  paid  thy  debt. 
And  now  I  break  thy  yoke. 

5  "  Henceforth  I  take  thee  for  my  own 

And  give  myself  to  thee  ; 
Forsake  the  idols  thou  hast  known, 
And  yield  thyself  to  me." 

6  Ah,  worthless  heart !  it  promis'd  fair. 

And  said  it  would  be  thine  ; 
I  little  thought  ite'er  would  dare 
Again  with  idols  join. 


650  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1  080  ^•^^'  Sonnets. 

±\J(J\j      Reflecting  on  past  enjoyment. 

1  /^H !  that  my  soul,  as  heretofore, 

\_J  Could  witli  delight  and  love  explore 
Those  sacred  sweets,  in  Jesus  name, 
That  once  my  raptur'd  soul  o'ercame, 

2  Once  I  beheld  his  lovely  face. 

As  full  of  truth,  and  full  of  grace  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  suns  were  dim 
In  lustre,  then,  compar'd  with  him. 

3  With  his  delights  my  soul  was  cheer'd, 
With  raptures  then  his  voice  I  heard; 
The  words  he  spake  were  sweet  to  me, 
'Twas — "  Sinner,  I  have  loved  thee." 

4  But  now  those  golden  hours  are  fled, 
My  spirit  mourns,  with  sorrow  fed ; 
His  promise  in  his  word  I  see. 

But  fear,  alas!  'tis  not  for  me. 

5  Why  should  a  child  whom  thou  hast  blest. 
In  darkness  walk,  and  find  no  rest. 

Feel  unbelief,  that  cruel  foe. 
From  whence  all  other  evils  flow  ? 

6  Oh,  that  my  Sun,  with  cheering  ray, 
Would  chase  those  shades  of  night  away; 
Then  shall  my  soul  arise  and  sing 

The  healing  virtue  of  his  wing. 

1  AQT  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

X  U  (J  ±         rpf^Q  Returned  Prodigal. 

1  ~f  XrHEN"  to  his  Father's  fond  embrace 

VV      The  prodigal  return'd. 

The  tears  bedew'd  his  aged  face, 

With  love  his  bosom  burn'd. 

2  He  kiss'd  him  with  a  father's  love, 

For  all  that  he  had  done  ; 
Reprov'd  the  sin  that  made  him  rove, 
Yet  own'd  him  for  his  son. 

3  For  him  t'e  fatted  calf  they  slew. 

The  father's  grace  to  prove  ; 
While  on  the  rebel's  hand  we  view 
The  tokens  of  his  love. 

4  "  In  royal  robes  my  son  array. 

For  'tis  the  father's  will ; 
Make  no  excuse,  without  delay, 
For  he's  a  fav'rite  still." 


CHRISTTAN  EXrKKIENCE.  651 

6  His  Phame,  his  foUy,  and  his  sin, 
The  father  saw  no  more  ; 
His  thoughts,  liis  wa3s,  his  acts  unclean, 
This  garment  cover'd  o'er. 

6  The  guests  surround  tlie  sumptuous  board, 

Nor  feast  without  a  song  ; 

Yet  lie  sat  nearest  to  his  Lord, 

Who  did  his  father  wrong. 

7  Thus  shall  our  Father's  sov'reign  grace, 

Through  Jesus'  blood  alone, 

Bring  all  th'  ruin'd  ransom'd  race 

With  weeping  to  his  throne. 

T  AGO  CM.  Sonnets. 

±VOZj        Christ  the  Believer's  All. 

1  npHAT  grace  might  reign  in  sov'reignsway, 

I      And  Jesus  wear  the  crown  ; 
God  to  the  root  the  axe  shall  lay, 
And  cut  the  sinner  down. 

2  Stript  of  the  rags  of  self-conceit. 

He  feels  himself  undone, 
And  stoops  to  kiss  the  Savior's  feet, 
Without  a  fig-leaf  on. 

3  His  boasted  pow'rs,  to  do  and  will, 

Are  now  reduc'd  by  thee  ; 
Devoid  of  good  and  full  of  ill, 
He  feels  himself  to  be. 

4  In  "  do  and  live,"  some  vainly  hope 

To  make  their  peace  with  God  ; 
But  nought  his  siuking  soul  can  prop. 
But  Jesus  and  his  blood. 

6  His  legal  works,  and  deeds  the  best, 
Are  now  in  dis-esteem  ; 
For  he  must  naked  come  to  Christ, 
Or  farewell  heav'n  to  him. 

1  Oft^  'CM.  Sonnets. 

J-UUO        strong  Desires  for  Christ. 

1  jrX^WAS  in  the  night,  when  troubles  came, 

X     I  sought,  my  God,  for  thee  ; 
But  found  no  refuge  in  that  name, 
That  once  supported  me. 

2  I  sought  thee,  but  I  found  thee  not. 

For  all  was  dark  within  ; 

Thy  tender  mercy  I  forgot. 

To  me,  when  dead  in  sin. 


G52  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  I  saw  no  clay-star  in  the  skies, 

Wrapp'd  in  perpetual  gloom 

I  said,  "  When  will  that  sun  arise 

That  shall  my  soul  illume  ?" 

4  With  cords  of  his  eternal  love, 

'Twas  thus  my  soul  he  drew, 
And  taught  my  faithless  heart  to  prove 
His  oath  and  promise  true. 

6  The  path  was  rugged  to  my  feet, 
Yet  still  I  followed  thee  ; 
Went  often  to  thy  mercy  seat, 
With — "  God,  remember  me." 

6  At  length  my  Sun's  refulgent  beam 
Through  the  dark  cloud  appear'd; 
My  night  of  wo  was  like  a  dream, 
My  soul  was  blest  and  cheer'd. 


1  00. A  G.  M,  Watts. 

■^'-'^*  A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great 
Distress. 


'1 


WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
Who  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  made  me  rest  upon  his  word, 
He  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit 

AVhere  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand. 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
How  I  was  brought  to  trust  in  God, 
My  only  hope  and  fear. 

6  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 
Thy  mercies.  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbei's  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor,  and  low, 
And  light  and  peace  depart. 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  wo, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 


CHBTSTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  653 

1  Oft^  CM.  Newton. 

j.\JOO     Q  if^fj^i  ju^ere  as  in  months  past. 
Job  xxix.  2. 

1  QWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

0  The  Savior's  pardoning  blood, 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  rev^eal'd, 

liis  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles. 

The  world  no  more  could  charm  : 

1  liv'd  upon  my  Savior's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And,  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  caird  each  promise  mine. 

6  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 
Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

6  Now  when  the  evening  shade  j)revail3. 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ! 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail, 
0,  come  without  delay  ! 

1  08f^  ^•^'^-  Stennett. 

•^^^^ Praise  for  Conversion. — Ps.  Ixvi.  16. 

1  /"lOME,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 
\J    And  listen  while  I  tell 

HoAv  narrowly  ray  feet  escaj*  d 
The  snares  of  death  and  hell. 

2  The  flattering- joj's  of  sense 
Assail'd  my  foolish  heart. 

While  Satan,  with  malicious  skill. 
Guided  the  poisonous  dart. 


654  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCH. 

3  1  fell  beneath  the  stroke, 
But  fell  to  rise  again  ; 

My  Lord  for  me  laid  down  his  life, 
And  purg'd  away  my  sin. 

4  Darkness,  and  shame,  and  grief 
Oppress'd  ray  gloomy  mind  ; 

I  look'd  around  me  for  relief, 

But  no  relief  could  find_. 
6      At  length  to  God  I  cried, 

He  heard  my  plaintive  sigh  ; 
He  heard,  and  instantly  he  sent 

Salvation  from  on  high. 

6  My  drooping  head  he  rais'5 ; 
My  bleeding  wounds  he  heal'd  ; 

Pardon'd  my  sins,  and  with  a  smile 
The  gracious  pardon  seal'd. 

7  Oh  !  may  I  ne'er  forget 
The  mercy  of  my  God  ; 

Nor  ever  want  a  tongue  to  spread 
His  londest  praise  abroad 

1  Oft 7  L.  M.  Primitive. 

J.  U  O  I         rpj^e  siar  of  Bethlehem. 

1  "XTTHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 

W    The  glittering  host  illume  the  sky, 
One  Star  alone,  of  all  the  train. 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem  ; 

But  one  alone  the  Savior  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  Avas  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  ray  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  ray  vitals  froze. 
Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem. 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose. 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  Guide,  my  Light,  my  All, 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 

And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  raoored,  my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  fiii-st  in  night's  diadem, 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  655 

For  ever  and  for  ever  more, 
The  Stiir,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

1  (AOQ  L.  M.  Primitive. 

±\J(J(J    u  j^igsgQd  are  they  that  mo  urn. ' ' 

1  'VT7'HY,mourningsoul,why  flow  these  tears? 

W    Why  tlius  indulge  th}-  doubts  and  feara? 
Look  to  thy  Savior  on  the  tree, 
Who  bore  the  load  of  guilt  for  thee. 

2  Then  cease  thy  sorrows,  banish  grief, 
Though  thou  of  sinners  art  the  chief ; 

The  wounds  that  make  poor  sinners  grieve, 
Are  heal'd  Avhen  they  in  Christ  believe. 

3  Whom  Jesus  wounds,  he  wounds  to  heal — 
Oh  !  'tis  a  mercy  thus  to  feel : 

There's  none  can  mourn  while  dead  in  sin  ; 
Thine  are  the  marks  of  life  within. 

4  Be  of  good  cheer,  on  him  rely. 

He'll  pass  thy  great  transgressions  by, 
And  guide  thee  safely  by  his  hand. 
Till  thou  shalt  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

1  AQQ  CM.  Primitive. 

±\jao        Faith  and  the  Law. 

1  "TXrHEN  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross 

W      The  humble  sinner  turns. 
His  brightest  deeds  he  counts  but  dross, 
And  o'er  his  vileness  mourns. 

2  God  on  the  table  of  his  heart 

Inscribes  his  love  and  fear  ; 

He  loves  the  law  in  every  part, 

But  takes  no  refuge  there. 

3  Thus  gospel,  law,  and  justice  too. 

Unite  to  set  him  free  ; 
Reflect,  my  soul,  admire  and  view 
What  God  hath  done  for  thee. 

1  OQO  S.  M.  Primitive. 

X  \J^  \J        2'he  Foot  of  Bethesda. 

1  "DESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
J3     Appointed  for  the  poor, 

From  time  to  time  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 
The  healing  waters  move, 

And  others  round  me  stepping  in. 
Their  eflficacy  prove ! 


656  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  same  ; 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  flrst  I  came. 

4  O  would  the  Lord  appear, 
My  malady  to  heal ! 

He  knows  how  long  I've  languish'd  here, 
And  wliat  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  I  thought, 
Why  should  I  longer  lie  ; 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I. 

6  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool. 

Where  streams  of  sovereign  virtue  flow, 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  Avait,  and  hope,  and  cry  ; 

Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  sutfer  him  to  die  ? 

8  No,  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

A  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face. 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 
"I  AQl  7's&6's.  Pi-imitive. 

-*-  ^  *^  -*-        Christ ian  Expei^ience. 

1  /^OME,  all  ye  weary  pilgrims, 
\J  Who  feel  your  need  of  Christ ; 
Surrounded  by  temptations. 

And  by  the  world  despis'd  : 
Listen,  and  I  will  tell  you ; 

My  exercise  I'll  show  ; 
And  then  you  may  inform  me 

If  it  be  so  with  you. 

2  Long  time  I  lived  in  darkness, 

Nor  saw  my  dangerous  state  ; 
And  when  I  was  awaken'd, 

I  thought  it  Avas  too  late  : 
A  lost  and  helpless  sinner 

Myself  I  plainly  saw, 
Expos'd  to  God's  displeasure. 

Condemned  by  his  law. 

3  I  tliought  the  brute  creation 

Was  better  off  than  I ; 
I  spent  my  tlays  in  anguish, 
In  pain  and  misery : 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE.  657 

Throngli  deep  distress  and  sorrow 

My  Savior  led  me  ou, 
EevcaPd  to  me  his  kindness, 

When  all  my  hopes  Avere  gone. 
4  When  first  I  was  deliver'd, 

I  hardly  could  believe 
That  I,  so  vile  a  sinner, 

Such  favor  should  receive  ; 
Although  his  solemn  praises 

Were  flowing  from  my  tongue, 
Yet  fears  were  oft  suggested, 

That  yet  I  might  be  wrong. 

6  But  soon  these  fears  were  banish'd, 

And  tears  began  to  flow, 
That  I,  so  vile  a  sinner. 

Should  be  beloved  so  : 
I  thought  my  trials  over. 

And  all  my  troubles  gone, 
And  joy,  and  peace,  and  pleasure, 

Should  be  my  lot  alone. 

6  But  now  I  find  a  warfare, 

Which  often  bends  me  low  ; 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 

They  do  beset  me  so  : 
Can  one  who  is  a  christian 

Have  such  a  heart  as  mine  ? 
I  fear  I  never  witnessed 

Th'  effects  of  love  divine. 

7  I  find  I'm  often  backward 

To  do  my  Master's  "will, 
Or  else  I  want  the  glory 

Of  what  I  do  fidfil. 
In  duties  I  feel  Aveakness, 

And  oftentimes  I  find 
A  hard  deceitful  spirit. 

And  wretched  wand'ring  mind, 

8  Sure  others  do  not  feel  what 

Is  often  felt  by  me  ; 
Such  trials  and  temptations 

Perhaps  they  never  see  ; 
For  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners, 

I  freely  own,  with  Paul ; 
Or,  if  I  am  a  christian, 

I  am  the  least  of  all. 

9  And  now  I  have  related 

What  trials  I  have  seen ; 


658  CE[RISTIAN  EXPERIE2S'CE. 

Perhaps  my  brethren  know  what 

Such  sore  temptations  mean  : 
I've  told  you  of  my  conflicts, 

Believe,  my  friends,  'tis  true; 
And  now  you  may  inform  me 
If  it  be  so  Avith  you. 
1  nqo  7's.  Primitive. 

l.\JU^     rpj^Q  y^yij  2£ember^s  Declaration. 

1  npEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

■      I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 
Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O  receive  me  into  rest ! 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam. 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  ray  home. 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

1  OQR  ^•^-  Harp  of  Eden. 

±\jOO       2fQ  ffome  but  Heaven. 

1  ri^HIS  world  is  poor  from  shore  to  shore, 

\      'Tis  like  a  baseless  vision  : 
lis  loft}^  domes  and. brilliant  ore. 
Its  gems  and  crowns  are  vain  and  poor, 
There's  nothing  rich  but  heaven. 

2  Fine  gold  will  change  and  diamonds  fade, 

Swift  wings  to  wealth  are  given, 
And  varying  time  our  forms  invade  ; 
The  seasons  roll,  light  sinks  in  shade  ; 

There's  nothing  lasts  but  heaven. 

3  Empires  decay,  and  nations  die, 

Bright  hopes  to  winds  are  given ; 
The  vernal  flowers  in  ruin  lie. 
Death  conquers  all  below  the  sky, 

There's  nothing  lives  but  heaven. 

4  Creation's  mighty  fabric  all 

Shall  be  to  atoms  riven  ; 
The  skies  consume,  the  planets  fall, 
Convulsions  shake  this  earthly  ball ; 

There's  nothing  lives  but  heaven. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIEXCE.  G59 

5  A  pilgrim  stranger  here  I  roam, 

From  place  to  place  I'm  driven; 
My  friends  are  gone,  and  I'm  in  gloom, 
The  earth  is  all  a  lonely  tomb, 

I  have  no  home  but  heaven. 

6  The  clouds  disperse,  the  light  appears, 

My  sins  are  all  forgiven ! 
Triumphant  grace  has  quell'd  my  fears  ; 
Roll  on  the  scene,  fl}'  swift  my  years, 

I'm  on  my  way  to  heaven. 

7  Should  war's  turmoil  and  passions  boil 

Like  Etna's  burning  leaven. 
Should  sins  and  wrath  the  nations  sweep 
A  tempest  o'er  the  howling  deep^ 

1*11  not  be  long  from  heaven. 

1  HQ  J.  C.  M.  Newton. 

J.  U  t/  tt  y/jg  Happy  Debtor. 

1  nnEN  thousand  talents  once  I  owed, 

I      And  nothing  had  to  paj'-, 
But  Jesus  freed  me  from  the  load. 
And  wash'd  my  debt  away. 

2  Yet  since  the  Lord  forgave  my  sin. 

And  blotted  out  my  score, 
Much  more  indebted  I  have  been 
Than  e'er  I  was  before. 

3  My  guilt  is  cancell'd  quite,  I  know, 

And  satisfaction  made  ; 
But  the  vast  debt  of  love  I  owe 
Can  never  be  repaid. 

4  The  love  I  owe  for  sin  forgiven. 

For  power  to  believe, 
For  present  peace  and  promis'd  heaven. 
No  angel  can  conceive. 

5  That  love  of  thine,  thou  sinner's  Friend  ! 

Witness  thy  bleeding  heart ! 
My  little  all  can  ne'er  extend 
To  pay  a  thousandth  part. 

6  Nay  more,  the  poor  returns  I  make, 

1  first  from  thee  obtain ; 
And  'tis  of  grace  that  thou  wilt  take 
Such  poor  returns  again. 

7  'Tis  well,  it  shall  my  glory  be 

(Let  who  will  boast  their  store) 
In  time  and  to  eternity, 
To  owe  thee  more  and  more. 


660  ADMONITION. 

"1  AQ^  7'3.  Newton. 

IVdO  Sin's  Deceit. 

1  CIIN,  when  view'd  by  scripture  light, 
O    Is  a  horrid,  liateful  sight ; 

But  wheu  seen  in  Satan's  glass, 
Then  it  wears  a  pleasing  face. 

2  Wlien  the  gospel-trumpet  sounds. 
When  I  think  how  grace  abounds, 
When  I  feel  sweet  peace  within, 
Than  I'd  rather  die  than  sin. 

3  When  the  cross  I  view  by  faith. 
Sin  is  madness,  poison,  death  ; 
Tempt  me  not,  'tis  all  in  vain, 
Sure  I  ne'er  can  yield  again. 

4  Satan,  for  a  while  debarr'd, 
When  he  finds  me  off  my  guard, 
Puts  his  glass  before  my  eyes. 
Quickly  other  thoughts  arise. 

5  What  before  excited  fears, 
Rather  pleasing  now  appears  ; 
If  a  sin,  it  seems  so  small, 
Or,  perhaps,  no  sin  at  all. 

6  Often  thus,  through  sin's  deceit, 
Grief,  and  shame,  and  loss  I  meet; 
Like  a  fish,  my  soul  mistook, 

Saw  the  bait,  but  not  the  hook. 

7  0  my  Lord !  what  shall  I  say  ? 
How  can  I  presume  to  pray  ? 
Not  a  word  have  I  to  plead. 
Sins  like  miae  are  black  indeed ! 

8  Made  by  j/ast  experience  Avise, 
Let  me  learn  tby  word  to  prize; 
Taught  by  what  I've  felt  before. 
Let  me  Satan's  glass  abhor. 


ADMONITION. 

1  OQfi  ^'^-  Gadsby'sCol. 

±\Ju\Jujj'  ^/lere  arise  among  you  a  prophet.''^ 

Dent.  xiii.  1. 
1  "IVTO  prophet,  nor  dreamer  of  dreams, 
l^l     No  master  of  plausible  speech^ 


ADMONITION.  661 

To  live  like  an  angel  who  seems, 
Or  like  an  ajjostle  to  i>veacli ; 
No  tempter,  Avithout  oi^vithin, 
No  spirit,  though  ever  so  bright, 
That  comes  crying  out  against  sin, 
And  looks  like  an  angel  of  light ; 

2  Though  reason,  though  fitness  he  urge, 
Or  plead  with  the  words  of  a  friend, 
Or  wonders  of  argument  forge, 

Or  deep  revelations  pretend  ; 

Should  meet  with  a  moment's  regard, 

But  rather  be  boldly  withstood. 

If  anything,  easy  or  hard, 

He  teach,  save  the  Lamb  and  his  blood. 

3  Remember,  0  christian,  with  heed, 
When  sunk  under  sentence  of  death. 
How  first  thou  from  bondage  wast  freed — 
Say,  was  it  by  works,  or  by  faith  ? 

On  Christ  thy  affections  then  fix'd, 
What  conjugal  truth  didst  thou  vow  ? 
With  him  was  there  anything  mix'd  ? 
Then  what  wouldst  thou  mix  with  him  now  ? 

4  If  close  to  thy  Lord  thou  wouldst  cleave, 
Depend  on  his  promise  alone  ; 

His  righteousness  wouldst  thou  receive? 

Then  learn  to  renounce  all  thy  own. 

The  faith  of  a  christian  indeed, 

Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  whim; 

United  to  Jesus,  his  Head, 

He  draws  life  and  virtue  from  him. 

6  Deceiv'd  by  the  father  of  lies, 

Blind  guides  cry,  Lo  here  !  and  Lo  there! 

By  these  our  Redeemer  us  tries, 

And  warns  us. of  such  to  beware. 

Poor  comfort  to  mourners  they  give, 

"Wlio  set  us  to  labor  in  vain  ; 

And  strive,  with  a  "  Do  this  and  live," 

To  drive  us  to  Egypt  again. 

6  But  what  says  our  Shepherd  divine  ? 
(For  his  blessed  word  we  should  keep) 
"  This  flock  has  my  Father  made  mine  ; 
I  lay  down  my  life  for  my  sheep  ; 
'Tis  life  everlasting  I  give  ; 
My  blood  was  the  price  my  sheep  cost: 
Not  one  that  on  me  shall  believe, 
Shall  ever  be  finally  lost." 


662  ADMONITION. 

7  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore  ; 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  knows  neither  measure  nor  end. 
'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 
Whose  spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home  ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

■1AQ7  L.  M.  Watts 

XV O  i    Holiness  and  Grace.— Y\i.  ii.  10-13. 

1  CIO  let  our  lips  and' lives  express 
|>^    The  holy  gospel  we  profess. 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Savior-God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  witlun, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  he  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 

While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up. 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

TAOQ  CM.  Watts. 

j^xjuyj  QofYifQrt  from  ancient  Providences. 

1  ^  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod  !' 

Xl     (May  all  thy   children  say,) 
'  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God ! 
•  How  holy  is  his  way  !' 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old  ; 

The  King  that  reigns  above  ; 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest : 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry. 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

'i  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seem'd 
Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  that  he  chose. 


ADMOMTION.  663 

6  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 
Must  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God! 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea, 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown  : 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

1  AOQ  L.  M.  Watts. 

•'-^^^Ilirades  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

1  "TXTHEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand:, 

W  •  Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  fearful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay : 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide? 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  Jiills ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood. 
Retire  and  know  the  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Israel :  see  him  here  ; 
Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns. 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

T  1  AH  CM.  Newton. 

± .  L  U  U  Tj^Q  Golden  Calf. 

1  'TTT'HEN  Israel  heard  the  fiery  law 
VV      From  Sinai's  top  proclaim'd. 
Their  hearts  seem'd  full  of  holy  awe, 
Their  stubborn  spirits  tam'd. 


664  ADMONITION. 

2  Yet,  as  forgetting  all  they  knew, 

Ere  forty  days  were  past, 
With  blazing  Sinai  still  in  view, 
A  molten  calf  they  cast. 

3  Yea,  Aaron,  God's  anointed  priest, 

Who  on  the  mount  had  been, 
He  durst  prepare  the  idol  beast, 
And  lead  them  on  to  sin. 

4  Lord,  what  is  man,  and  what  are  we, 

To  recompense  thee  thus! 
In  their  offence  our  own  we  see, 
Their  story  points  at  us. 

5  From  Sinai's  top  we  heai'd  thee  speak, 

And  from  mount  Calv'ry  too  ; 
And  yet  to  idols  oft  we  seek, 
While  thou  art  in  our  view. 

6  Some  golden  calf,  or  golden  dream, 

Some  fancied  creature  good. 
Presumes  to  share  the  heart  Avith  him 
Who  bought  the  whole  with  blood. 

7  Lord,  save  us  from  our  golden  calves. 

Our  sin  with  grief  we  own  ; 
We  would  no  more  be  thine  by  halves. 
But  live  to  thee  alone. 

1  -|  AT  S.  M.  Newton. 

■'-^^^  The  Milch-kine  Drmoing  the  Ark. 

1  npHE  kine  unguided  went 

I       By  the  directest  road. 
When  the  Philistines  liomeward  sent 
The  ark  of  Israel's  God. 

2  Lowing  they  pass'd  along, 

*    And  left  their  calves  shut  up  ; 
They  felt  an  instinct  for  their  young. 
But  would  not  turn  or  stop. 

3  Shall  brutes,  devoid  of  thought. 
Their  Maker's  will  obey. 

And  we  who  by  his  grace  are  taught, 
More  stubborn  prove  than  they  ? 

4  He  shed  his  precious  blood, 
To  make  us  his  alone  ; 

If  wash'd  in  that  atoning  flood, 
We  are  no  more  our  own. 

6      If  he  his  will  reveal, 
Let  us  obey  his  call ; 


ADMONITION.  6G5 

And  tliink,  whate'er  the  flesh  may  feel, 
His  love  deserves  our  all. 

8      "We  should  maintain  in  view 
His  glory,  as  our  end  ; 
Too  much  we  cannot  bear  or  do, 
For  such  a  matchless  friend. 

1  1  A  9  CM.  Newton. 

-*-  -*-  ^'-^He  led  them  by  a  right  way. — Ps.cvii.7' 

1  "YTTHEN  Israel  Avas  from  Egypt  freed, 

W      The  Lord,  who  brought  them  out, 
Help'd  them  in  ev'ry  time  of  need, 
But  led  them  round  about. 

2  To  enter  Canaan  soon  they  hop'd, 

But  quickly  chang'd  their  mind, 
When  the  Red  Sea  their  passage  stopp'd, 
And  Pharaoh  march'd  behind. 

3  The  desert  fill'd  them  with  alarms, 

For  water  and  for  food  ; 
And  Amalek,  by  force  of  arms, 
To  check  their  progress  stood. 

4  They  often  murmur'd  by  the  way. 

Because  they  judg'd  by  sight ; 
But  were  at  length  constrain'd  to  say 
The  Lord  had  led  them  right. 

T  T  AO  CM.  Cowper. 

±  ±  u  o        True  and  false  Comforts. 

1  /~\  GOD,  whose  favorable  eye 
\J     The  sin-sick  soul  revives, 
Holy  and  heavenly  is  the  joy 

Thy  shining  presence  gives  : 

2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose, 

Who  with  a  graceless  heart. 
Taste  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose, 
Prepar'd  by  Satan's  art. 

3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Who,  while  they  boast  their  light. 
And  seem  to  soar  above  the  stars. 
Are  plunging  into  night. 

4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  fatal  sleep. 

They  sin,  and  j^et  rejoice  ; 
Were  they  indeed  the  Savior's  sheep, 
Would  they  not  hear  his  voice  ? 


666  ADMONITION. 

5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  power, 
That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 
And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 

6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 

At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall. 
And  none  can  higher  fly. 

11  04.  L.  M.  Newton. 

-'--'-^"^      Ephesus.— Rev  Ai.  1-7. 

1  mHUS  saith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus, 

1     And  thus  he  speaks  to  some  of  us : 
"Amidst  my  churches,  lo,  I  stand, 
And  hold  the  pastors  in  my  hand  : 

2  "  Thy  works  to  me  are  fully  known. 
Thy  patience  and  thy  toil  1  own  ; 
Thy  views  of  gospel  truth  are  clear. 
Nor  canst  thou  other  doctrine  bear. 

3  "  Yet  I  must  blame  while  I  approve  ; 
Where  is  thy  first,  thy  fervent  love  ? 
Dost  thou  forget  my  love  to  thee  ? 
That  thine  is  grown  so  faint  to  me  ? 

4  "  Recall  to  mind  the  happy  days. 

When  thou  wast  fiU'd  with  joy  and  praise ; 
Repent,  thy  former  works  renew. 
Then  I'll  restore  thy  comforts  too. 

5  "  Return  at  once,  when  I  reprove, 
Lest  I  thy  candlestick  remove  ; 
And  thou,  too  late,  thy  loss  lament, 
I  warn  before  I  strike — Repent." 

6  Hearken  to  what  the  Spirit  saith, 
To  him  that  overcomes  by  faith, 
"  The  fruit  of  life's  unfading  tree. 
In  Paradise  his  food  shall  be." 

110^  L.M. 

^-^yj^        Conformity  to  Christ. 

1  XESUS,  my  Savior,  let  me  be, 

pj  More  perfectly  conform'd  to  thee  ; 
Implant  each  grace,  each  sin  dethrone, 
And  form  my  temper  like  thine  own. 

2  Let  the  envenom'd  heart  and  tongue, 
The  hand  outstretch'd  to  do  me  wrong, 
Excite  no  feelings  in  my  breast, 

But  such  as  Jesus  once  express'd. 


BAPTISM.  667 

3  To  others  let  me  always  give 
Wliat  I  from  others  would  receive  ; 
Good  deeds  for  evil  ones  return, 
Nor  when  provoked,  with  anger  burn. 

4  This  will  proclaim  how  bright,  how  fair. 
The  precepts  of  thy  gospel  are  ; 

And  God  himself,  the  God  of  love, 
His  own  resemblance  will  approve. 

n  OR  ^^-  '^^• 

J.J.UU  27ig  Armor. 

1  TTEIRS  of  an  immortal  crown, 
JJL    Heed  not  every  foeraan's  frown, 
Tread  the  powers  of  dai;;Jines3  down, 

Through  Jehovah's  might : 
Though  they  oft  in  wrath  arise, 
Like  the  tempest  of  the  skies. 
He  can  fill  them  with  surprise, 

From  his  heavenly  height. 

2  Soldier,  in  the  tented  field 

Ply  thy  lielraet,  sword,  and  shield. 
Till  the  line  of  battle  yield. 

And  before  thee  flee  ; 
In  thine  armor,  fearless  stand, 
Girded  by  Jehovah's  hand, 
Till  within  the  promised  land 

He  shall  set  thee  free 


BAPTISM. 

1  1  07  S.  M.  Gadsby's  Col. 

X  J.  U  I  ''jfany  man  xoill  come  after  me,  let  him 

deny  himself.'''' — Matt,  xvi.  24. 

1  "fXriTH  pleasure  we  behold 

VV      Immanuel's  offering  come  ; 
As  sheep  are  gathered  to  the  fold, 
And  left  no  more  to  roam. 

2  The  way  the  Shepherd  trod 
They  fre  ely  choose  to  go  ; 

Moved  by  the  powerful  love  of  God, 
They  leave  this  world  below. 

^      This  watery  path  they  own  ; 
Their  Savior's  cross  they  view  ; 


668  BAPTISM. 

And,  resting  on  his  blood  alone, 

By  faith  the}'  journey  thi-ough. 
4      Among  the  flock  they  rest, 

In  pastures  fresh  and  green  ; 
With  peace  and  safety  ever  blest, 

And  pleasures  all  serene. 

"1  T  AO  8s.  7s.  Fawcett. 

J.±UO    ^apiism.— Acts.  ii.  38  ;  xxii.  16. 

1  TTUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 

JLL    Through  tlie  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 

Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod  ; 
Follow  him,  your  only  Savior, 

In  his  mighty  iTame  confide  ; 
In  the  whole  of  your  behavior, 

Own  him  for  your  sovereign  guide. 

2  Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  you  ; 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befal  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  j'^our  choice. 
Jesus  says,  "  Let  each  believer 

Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
He  himself,  in  Jordan's  river. 

Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delaj'^ ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing  ; 

Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 
View  the  rite  with  understanding, 

Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  intei'r'd  at  liis  commanding  : 

After  his  example  rise. 

1  T  no  C.  M. 

±±yjU         rpf^g  same.— Matt.  iii.  13-17. 

1  T~\ EAR  Lord  !  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 

I  /    Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured. 

And  all  its  shame  despised  ? 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  0  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptized? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead 

In  Jor(,lau's  swelling  flood  ? 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed 
That's  worthy  of  my  God? 


BAPTISM.  669 

4  Dear  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 
Keproves  my  cold  delays  ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways ! 

1  1  T  A  8.  8. 6.  Gadsby's  Col. 

J-  J-  -L  v/      it  Thus  it  becomelh  us  to  fulfil  all 
righteousness.^'' — Matt.  iii.  15. 

1  drills  not  as  led  by  custom's  voice, 

I    We  make  these  ways  our  favor'd  choice 

And  thus  with  zeal  pursue  : 
No  :  Zion's  great  and  gracious  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 

Eujoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 

2  Thou  everlasting,  gracious  King, 
Assist  us  now  thy  grace  to  sing. 

And  still  direct  our  way 
To  those  bright  realms  of  peace  and  rest, 
Where  all  the  exulting  tribes  are  bless'd 
With  one  great  choral  day. 
"1  1  -|  -|  L.  M.  Gadsljy's  Col. 

-*-  -^  -^  J-   **  Can  any  man  forbid  loater,^^  &c. 
Acts  X.  17. 

1  /^OME  ye  beloved  of  the  Lord, 

V^    Behold  the  Lamb,  the  incarnate  Word  ; 
He  died  and  rose  again  for  you  ! 
What  more  could  your  Eedeemer  do? 

2  We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe  ; 
The  Savior's  footsteps  to  explore. 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

T  T  T  9  L.  M.  Watts. 

-*-  -^  ^"^  Believers  buried  with  Christ  in  baptism. 

Rom.  vi.  3. 

0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word. 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord ; 
Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  otfthe  body  of  our  sin? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt  and  death  ; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  Xo  more  let  sin  or  satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  : 

The  various  lusts  we  served  before, 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 


'B 


670  BAPTISM. 

1  "1  T  Q  8's  7's  Gadsby's  Col. 

■*-  ^  -^^^'^  Therefore  we  are  buried  with  him  by 

baptism  into  death.''^ — Rom.  vi.  4. 

1  TESTIS,  miglity  King  in  Zion, 

pj      Thou  alone  our  Guide  shalt  be  ; 
Thy  commission  we  rely  on  ; 
We  would  follow  none  but  thee 

2  As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 

And  thy  victory  o'er  the  grave, 

We,  who  know  thy  great  salvation, 

Are  baptized  beneath  the  wave. 

3  Fearless  of  the  world's  despising. 

We  the  ancient  path  pursue  ; 
Buried  with  our  Lord,  and  rising 
To  a  life  divinely  new. 

1114  «'^ 

1  XN"  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 

I     Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  right  demands, 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse  ; 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens  !  your  Maker  lies 

In  deeps  conceal'd  from  human  view  ; 
Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise, 

A  fit  example  thus  for  you  : 
The  sacred  record,  while  you  read. 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  But  lo  !  from  j'^onder  opening  skies, 

What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread  ! 
Dove-like  the  eternal  Spirit  flies, 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head ; 
Amaz'd  they  see  the  power  divine, 
Around  the  Savior's  temples  shine. 

4  But  hark,  my  soul,  hark  and  adore  ! 

What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song  ! 
"  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 
I  see  well  pleased  what  he  hath  done." 

m^  L.  M.  Altered. 

^  Matt.  xi.  29. 

1  /"^  BEAT  God,  we  in  thy  name  appear, 
VX    With  humble  joy  aad  humble  fear, 


BAPTISM.  G71 

Thy  wise  injunction  to  obey ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  liail  the  day. 

2  Great  things,  0  everlasting  Son, 

Great  things  for  us  thy  grace  hath  done  ; 
Constrained  by  thy  aliniglity  love, 
Our  willing  feet  to  meet  thee  move. 

3  Here  at  the  water  side  we  stand, 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command  : 
The  liquid  stream  is  full  in  view. 

And  thy  sweet  voice  commands  us  through. 

4  The  Word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  Bride, 
Must  not  command  and  be  denied  ; 
Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  save, 
Baptized  in  such  a  liquid  grave  ? 

6  Thus  we,  dear  Savior,  own  thy  name — 
Are  buried  with  thee  in  the  stream  ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 
And  dwell  in  Zion  as  our  home. 


1116 


C.  M.  Beddome. 


1  rnHR  happy  Eunuch,  when  baptiz'd 

I       Went  on  his  way  witli  joy  ; 
And  who  can  tell  what  rapturous  thought 
Did  then  his  mind  employ? 

2  "  Is  that  most  glorious  Savior  mine 

Of  Avhom  I  lately  read  ? 
Who  bearing  all  my  sins  and  .gi'iefs, 
Was  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 

S  "  Is  he  who  bursting  from  the  grave, 
Now  reigns  above  the  sky, 
My  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
My  portion  when  I  die  ? 

4  "  Have  I  profess'd  his  holy  name  ? 

Do  I  his  gospel  bear 
To  Ethiopia's  scorched  lands, 
And  shall  I  spread  it  there  ? 

5  "  Blest  pool !  in  which  I  lately  lay. 

And  left  my  fears  behind  : 
What  an  unworthy  wretch  am  I ! 
And  God  profusely  kind. 

6  "Bless'd  emblem  of  that  precious  blood 

Which  satisfied  for  sin  : 
And  of  that  renovating  grace, 
Which  makes  the  conscience  clean." 


irp 


672  BAPTISM. 

1  1  1  7  8.73.  Norman. 

HUS  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace, 
And  thus  sliould  all  the  favor'd  race 
High  heaven's  beliests  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condescending  God 
Should  lead  his  followers  through  the  flood, 
Was  heaven's  eternal  will. 

2  'Tis  not  as  led  by  custom's  voice, 
Or  to  perform  our  favor'd  choice, 

And  thus  with  zeal  pursue  : 
No  :  heaven's  eternal  sovereign  Lord 
Has  in  the  precepts  of  his  Avord, 

Enjoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 

3  And  shall  we  ever  dare  despise 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  skies, 

Where  condescending  heaven, 
To  all  his  chosen,  ransom'd  race, 
In  matchless  love  and  boundless  grace, 

His  will  reveal'd  has  given? 

1  ■]  1  Q  CM.  Stennett. 

-*--^-^^  Immersion, 

1  rriHUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 

I      In  Jordan's  swelling  flood, 
To  show  he  must  be  soon  baptiz'd, 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave  ; 
Thus  was  his  sacred  body  rais'd 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey; 

In  thy  own  footsteps  tread, 
Would  die,  be  Juried,  rise  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  Head. 

1  -1  -j  Q  L.  M. 

±±±U  Baptism. 

OME,  Holy  Spirit,  dove  divine, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  shine  ; 
O  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
We  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause  ; 
We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain ! 


^C 


BAPTISM.  673 

3  We're  plung'd  beneath  the  mystic  flood; 
Oh,  i)liiage  us  in  tliy  cleansing  blood  ; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave 

With  thee  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

4  And  as  Ave  rise  with  th:-e  to  live, 
0  lot  tlie  Holy  Spirit  give 

Tl»e  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love  ! 

±±^\J  The  Same. 

1  1^ /T'EEKLY  in  Jordan's  flowing  stream 
JltjL    The  great  Redeemer  bow'd ; 
Brigiit  was  the  glory's  sacred  beam, 

That  hush'd  the  wondering  crowd. 

2  Thus  God  descended  to  approve 

The  deed  that  Christ  had  done  ; 
Thus  came  the  emblematic  Dove, 
And  hover'd  o'er  the  Son. 

3  So,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  GUI'  baptismal sceue  ; 
Ye  thoughts  of  earth,  be  far  away, 
Ye  bosoms,  be  serene. 

4  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy — 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs  ; 
Eais'd  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 


1121  S.  M 


The  Same. 

SAVIOR,  thy  law  we  love, 
Thy  pure  example  bless. 
And  with  a  firm  unwavering  zeal 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
Not  to  the  fiery  pains 
By  which  the  martj-rs  bled  ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favor'd  feet  are  led  : 

But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 
Assembl'd  in  thy  fear, 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 


1122  s« 


D 


The  Same. 
OWN  to  the  sacred  wave 
The  Lord  of  life  was  led : 
22 


674  BAPTISM. 

And  he  who  came,  our  souls  to  save, 
In  Jordan  bow'd  his  head. 

2  He  taught  the  solemn  way, 
He  fix'd  the  holy  rite  ; 

He  bade  his  ransom'd  ones  obey, 
And  keep  the  path  in  sight. 

3  The  Holy  Ghost  came  down 
The  baptism  to  approve ; 

The  ordinance  of  Christ  to  crown, 
And  stamp  it  with  his  love. 

4  Dear  Savior,  we  will  tread 
In  thine  appointed  way  ; 

Let  glory  o'er  these  scenes  be  shed, 
And  smile  on  us  to-day. 

-jTOq  CM. 

J.J.Z/0  The  Same. 

1  "DURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave 
Jl)     The  great  Redeemer  lies  ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 

And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  would  his  cause  maintain, 
Like  him  be  number'd  with  the  dead. 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

3  Now,  blest  Redeemer,  we  to  thee 

Our  grateful  voices  raise  ; 
Wash'd  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Our  lives  shall  be  thy  praise. 

T  1  04.  S.  M. 

±i.^tt  j'he  Same, 

1  /~10ME,  and  behold  the  place, 
\J  Where  once  your  Savior  lay  ; 

Confess  that  he  is  Lord  of  all, 
And  humble  homage  pay. 

2  Laid  in  the  watery  grave, 
He  quickly  rose  again  ; 

Buried  with  him,  we  too  shall  rise, 
And  endless  life  obtain. 

3  Now  may  the  Spirit  crown, 
With  tokens  of  his  grace. 

The  solemn  service  of  tliis  day. 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 


BAPTISM.  67a 

±±ZjO  The  Same. 

1  /^UR  Savior  bowed  beneath  the  wave, 
V_/  Aud  meekly  souglit  a  watery  grave  ; 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 

A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 

2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 

To  do  liis  will,  to  feel  his  love, 

And  join  our  songs  with  saints  above. 

3  Ilosauna  to  the  Lamb  divine  ; 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine  ; 
High  o'er  the  heavens  for  ever  reign, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

n^G  L.M.  Stennett. 

^^  The  Same. 

1  ri'ltlE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 

■  Who  came  the  lost  to  seek  and  save, 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  ! 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 

All  righteousness,"  he  meekly  said  : 
"  Why  should  we  then  to  do  his  will. 
Or  be  asham'd,  or  be  afraid?" 

3  With  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  descend  ; 

'Tis  wondrous  grace  that  gives  us  room 
To  lie  iuterr'd  by  such  a  friend. 

4  Yet,  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way 
To  let  us  see  the  light  again, 

So,  on  the  resiirrection  day, 

The  bands  of  death  prov'd  weak  and  vaiu. 

5  Thus,  when  thou  shalt  again  appear, 
The  gates  of  death  shall  open  wide. 
Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear, 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 

1197  CM.  Ryland. 

±±—it     Hinder  me  not. — Gen.  xxiv.  5(3. 

1  "VXrHEX  Abraham's  servant  to  procure 

VV      A  wife  for  Isaac  went. 
He  met  Rebekah — told  his  wish, — 
Her  parents  gave  consent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days  they  urg'd  the  man 

His  journey  to  delay  ; 


676  BAPTISM. 

"  Hinclerme  not,"  he  quick  replied, 
•'  Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way." 

3  'Twas  thus  I  cried,  when  Christ  the  Lord 

My  soul  to  him  did  wed  ; 
'*  Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends  nor  foes, 
Since  God  my  way  hath  sped." 

4  "  Stay,"  says  the  world,  "  and  taste  a  while 

My  every  pleasant  sweet;" 
*'  Hinder  me  not,"  my  soul  replies, 
"  Because  the  way  is  great. 

5  "  Stay,"  Satan,  my  old  master,  cries, 

"  Or  force  shall  thee  detain  ;" 

"  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  begone, 

My  God  has  broke  thy  chain." 

6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways. 

My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov'd  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

7  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  ray  cry. 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

8  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

9  And  when  my  Savior  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be. 
Hinder  me  not — come,  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

"1190  L.  M.  Stenuett. 

±J_^0  The  Converts. 

1  OEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
io  The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  ; 
And  follow  tlu'oagh  his  liquid  grave 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
And  to  the  heavenly  life  aspire. 

Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchang'd, 
They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 

3  0  sacred  rite,  by  thee  the  name 
Of  Jesus  we  to  own  begin  : 
This  is  our  resurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 


BAPTISM.  677 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 
Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men, 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 

1  1  9Q  L.  M.  Gregg. 

-*-^'-'^        2iot  a.'ihamed  of  Christ. 

1  XESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

tJ    A  moi'tal  man  ashara'd  of  thee  ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ! 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he. 
Bright  Morning  Star  !  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  /Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hojjes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  ;  when  1  blusli — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  who  can  say, — 
Who  that  has  sins  to  wash  away, 
Or  tears  to  wipe,  or  good  to  crave, 
Or  fears  to  quell,  or  soul  to  save  ? 

6  0  then,  nor  is  ray  boasting  vain, 
O  tlien,  I  boast  a  Savior  slain  ; 
And  0,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashara'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  will  I  prize. 

Take  up  my  cross  and  be  baptiz'd ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

1  ]  ^f)  G.  M.  Beddome. 

^-*-*-'^3£orning  before  Baptism  ;  or,  at  ike 
Water  Side. — Psalm  cxix.  32. 

1  TTOW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 
XX    Which  we  attend  to-day  ! 

Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame, 
O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 

2  0  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt, 

When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Reliev'd  om*  every  smart. 


678  BAPTISM. 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercise 

Be  exercis'd  again ; 
And,  nurtur'd  by  celestial  power, 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake,  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope, 

Wake,  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world,  begone  ;  let  things  above 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilst  thee,  our  Savior  and  our  God, 

To  all  around  we  own  ; 
Drive  each  rebellious  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor,  from  the  throne. 

6  Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 

To  heaven  our  passions  raise. 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all,  may  be 
Devoted  to  thy  jjraise. 

1  1  '^l  L-  ^^• 

J^j-^fJ-  Baptismal  Verses. 

1  "^XTHATE'ER  to  thee,  our  Lord,  belongs, 

VV      Is  always  worthy  of  our  songs: 

And  all  thy  works,  and  all  thy  wa^'^s, 

Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praise. 

no 9  L.  M.  Beddome. 

*^^  The  Same. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  church's  Head, 
JlL    Who  suflfer'd  in  our  room  and  stead ! 
He  was  immers'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  immers'd  in  sweat  and  blood ! 

1  1  oq  L.  M.  Stennctt. 

±±00  The  Same. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay, 
_l3  Before  he  shed  his  precious  blood  ! 
How  plain  he  mark'd  the  humble  way 
To  sinners  through  the  mystic  flood  ! 

1  1  ^iL  L.  M.  Beddome. 

J.  J.  O^  rpj^g  Same. 

1  /^OME,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
\J    Come,  and  obey  his  sacred  word  ; 
He  died,  and  rose  again  for  you  ; 
AV'hat  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 

nOl\  L.  M.  Beddome. 

'-'^  The  Same. 

1  ~\XrE  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
Y  V    What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe  ; 
The  Savior's  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before.  ^^ 


BAPTISM.  C79 


1136  '^•'^ 


The  Same. 
TERISTAL  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  move; 
Tluit  we,  through  energy  divine, 
May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 


M 


-1107  L  M. 

±±Oi  The  Same. 

1     A  LL  ye  that  love  Immanuel's  name, 
jLjL  And  long  to  feel  tli'  increasing  tiame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children,  one  and  all, 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  doth  call. 

i-iqq  L.  M. 

±±00  The  Same. 

I  "^/'E  who  your  native  vileness  mourn, 

M     And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn, 
Who  see  your  wretched  state  by  sin, 
"  Ye  blessed  of  the  Lord,  come  in." 

-]  1  on  L.  M. 

±i*JO  The  Same. 

ESUS,  my  Savior,  and  my  all, 
Methinks  I  hear  thy  gentle  call ; 
These  are  the  sounds  that  chide  my  stay 
"  Arise,  my  Love,  and  come  away." 

II  A  0  L.  M. 

±±^\J  The  Same. 

1    \  MAZIXG  grace  !  and  shall  I  still 
XjL    Prove  disobedient  to  thy  will  ? 
Ah  !  no  :   dear  Lord,  the  watery  tomb 
Belongs  to  thee,  and  there  I  come. 

j-j-ttx  The  Same. 

1     A  POSTLES  trod  this  holy  ground, 
J\.  Tliis  is  the  road  believers  go  : 
My  Jesus  in  this  way  was  found, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  tread  it  too. 

1  "1  J_9  L.  M.  Stennett. 

Xitt^  The  Same. 

1  "VT7ITH  lowly  minds  and  lofty  songs, 
W    Let  all  admire  the  Savior's  grace, 
Till  tlie  great  rising  day  reveal 
Th'  immortal  glory  of  his  face. 


680  BAPTISM. 

X±ttO  The  Sams. 

1  mo  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
I    We  humbly  dedicate  our  powers  ; 
If  with  Jehovah's  blessings  crown'd, 
Immortal  happiness  is  ours. 

1  1  44  L.  M.  Primitive. 

-*-  -^  ^^  Immersion  the  Appointed  Mode. 

1  "YTrHEN  we  baptize,  and  see  the  mode 

YV    In  honor'd  Jordan's  swelling  Hood  ; 
We're  deaf  to  vain  tradition's  voice. 
The  way  Christ  chose  becomes  our  choice. 

2  Down  in  the  stream  thej'^  both  descend, 
And  John  immers'd  the  sinner's  Friend  ; 
Out  of  the  water  straightway  came 
The, church's  Head,  the  obedient  Lamb. 

3  The  Baptist  saw  the  heavenly  Dove 
Descend  from  opening  heavens  above, 
And  now  the  Father's  voice  is  heard 
Approving  the  incarnate  Word. 

4  "  This  is  m.j  well-beloved  Son, 

Well  pleas'd  am  I  with  what  he  's  done  ; 

In  all  things  he  my  will  obeys, 

Then  hear  and  trust  Avhate'er  he  says." 

5  Now,  ye  believing  souls,  regard 
The  example  of  your  glorious  Lord  ; 
Walk  in  his  honor'd  paths,  and  prove 
How  much  3'our  souls  his  precepts  love. 

114^  L.  M.  Primitive. 

-*-  -^^*-'        Before  or  after  Baptism. 

1  /^OME,  all  ye  sons  of  grace,  and  view 
\J  Your  bleeding  Savior's  love  to  3'ou, 
Behold  him  sink  with  lieavy  woes. 
And  give  his  life  to  ^ave  his  foes. 

2  When  you  behold  the  sacred  wave, 
You  see  the  emblem  of  his  grave ; 
Come,  all  who  would  his  laws  obey. 
And  view  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  When  you  ascend  above  the  flood, 
Then  call  to  mind  the  rising  God ; 
Ye  saints,  lift  up  your  joyful  eyes, 
Exulting  see  your  Savior  rise. 

4  Ye  too  are  buried  with  your  Lord, 
>yho  in  the  water  own  his  word, 


BAPTISM.  681 

And  joyfully  behold  therein 
An  emblem  of  your  death  to  sin. 

5  Fresh  from  the  stream  and  fill'd  with  love, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  sin  remove, 
Nobly  from  strength  to  strength  proceed, 
And  rise  to  every  righteous  deed. 

1  1  AO  C.  M.  Primitive. 

-^-'-'^^  Before  Baptism. 

1  "TESUS,  we  own  thy  sovereign  sway, 
fj      For  thou  art  good  and  just ; 
Help  us  thy  precepts  to  obey, 

And  in  thy  name  to  trust. 

2  Taught  by  thy  Spirit  and  the  word, 

We  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Eegardless  of  a  frowning  world. 
Who  oft  thy  saints  deride. 

3  Wast  thou  in  Jordan's  flood  baptiz'd. 

Our  great  exalted  Head? 
0  may  we  follow,  though  despis'd. 
And  in  thy  footsteps  tread. 

4  Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 

O  Jesus,  we  would  be. 
And  rising  from  the  liquid  grave, 
Would  live,  0  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

5  Thus  when  tl.e  great  archangel's  voice 

Shall  wake  our  sleeping  dust, 
Eeleas'd  from  death,  we'll  then  rejoice. 
And  dwell  among  the  just. 

1  1  AS7  S.  M.  Primitive. 

^^^*  The  Same. 

^HOU  great  incarnate  God  ! 
Behold  thy  children  stand  ; 
Warm'd  with  the  fire  of  love  divine. 
They  bow  to  thy  command. 

When  buried  with  the  Lord, 
May  they  his  presence  find, 
Proving  that  pleasures  from  thy  throne 
Are  with  obedience  joiu'd. 

When  rising  from  the  wave, 
Lord,  show  thy  lovely  face  ; 
May  sacred  joy  from  heaven  descend. 
And  glory  fill  the  place. 

Then  may  these  happ}'  saints 
In  thy  commandments  run, 


T' 


082  BAPTISM. 

Till  they  shall  reach  the  realms  of  bliss, 
And  mount  Emmanuel's  throne. 
6      There  may  they  sit  and  sing 
The  once  bajitized  Lamb, 

And  make  the  courts  of  heaven  resound 
With  his  beloved  name. 

6      With  what  ecstatic  joy 

They'll  tune  the  Savior's  praise  ! 
While  millions  join  the  sacred  theme, 
And  swell  the  heavenly  lays. 
1  "1  AQ  L.  M.  Primitive. 

■^  -^^^ Baptism  representing  the  Death  and 
Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  TT  ORD,  to  this  fountain  we  repair, 

I  J     Our  love  by  duty  to  declare  ; 
'Tis  thus  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Their  faith  and  love  to  him  proclaim, 

2  They  in  these  waters  deeply  laid, 
Show  him  as  suffering  in  their  stead. 
And  rising  from  this  watery  grave. 
They  show  his  wondrous  power  to  save. 

3  Thus  we  proclaim  our  faith  in  him, 
As  rising  from  the  yielding  stream  ; 
And  show  by  his  deserted  grave, 

The  power  of  Christ  from  death  to  save. 

4  0  may  we  hence  proclaim  abroad 
The  honor  of  our  Savior-God, 
And  wear  his  livery  and  renown, 
And  thus  our  high  profession  crown. 

1  l  4Q  C.  M.  Primitive. 

^^^^ Baptism  urged  from  the  Command  of 

Christy 

1  TPvESPISE  me  not,  my  carnal  friends, 
.1  /    Lest  you  despise  my  Lord ; 

He  bids  me  in  the  water  go, 
And  Pll  obey  his  word. 

2  Christ  is  the  Bishop  of  my  soul ; 

He  meekly  did  appear 
In  Jordan's  stream,  and  was  baptiz'd 
By  John  his  harbinger. 

3  And  shall  I  now  refuse  to  do 

What  he's  en  join'd  on  me  ? 
No — Pll  through  grace  the  cross  forego, 
And  his  disciple  be. 


BAPTISM.  683 

4  The  •watery  grave  T  liave  in  view, 

It  bids  me  hastcii  in. 
To  all  the  world  I  bid  adieu, 
To  rise  Avith  Christ  my  King. 

5  In  thee,  my  Lord,  I  put  my  trust, 

With  all  I  have  or  own — 
Hoping  that  thou  wilt  raise  this  dust. 
To  praise  thee  on  the  throne. 

n^(\  7's.  Leiand. 

"^^  Be  Baptized. 

1  /CHRISTIANS,  if  your  hearts  be  warm, 
y^  Ice  and  snow  can  do  no  harm ; 

If  by  Jesus  you  are  priz'd. 
Rise,  believe,  and  be  baptiz'd. 

2  Jesus  drank  the  gall  for  you. 
Bore  the  curse  for  sinners  due  ; 
Children,  prove  your  love  to  him, 
Never  fear  the  frozen  stream. 

3  Never  shun  the  Savior's  cross. 
All  on  earth  is  worthless  dross  ; 
If  the  Savior's  love  you  feel. 
Let  the  world  behold  your  zeal. 

4  Fire  is  good  to  warm  the  soul, 
Water  purifies  the  foul ; — 
Fire  and  water  both  agree — 
Winter  soldiers  never  flee. 

5  Every  season  of  the  year, 
Let  your  worshii)  be  sincere  ; 
When  the  stmni  forbids  you  roam. 
Serve  youi-  gracious  God  at  home. 

6  Read  his  gracious  word  by  day. 
Ever  watching,  always  pray ; 
Think  upon  his  law  by  night ; — 
This  will  give  you  great  delight. 

1  1  i^l  L.  M.  Ebenezer. 

-*--*-  ^  -*-  Gracious  Influence. 


'J 


ESUS,  behold  thy  children  here 
Met  in  thy  name,  do  thou  draw  near  ; 
Remember  Jordan,  dearest  Lord, 
And  gracious  influence  now  afford. 
Thy  footsteps,  0  incarnate  God, 
Direct  us  in  this  pleasant  road  ; 
Nor  would  we  e'er  forsake  this  way, 
Whatever  friends  or  foes  may  say. 


"684  BAPTISM. 

3  Though  we  this  watery  grave  descend, 
We  on  thy  death  alone  depend, 

And  while  ascending  np  again, 
Thy  resurrection  would  proclaim. 

4  Thus  in  a  figure  here  we  see 
The  gospel's  glorious  mystery  ; 
Christ  dead  and  buried,  rais'd  again, 
And  all  to  save  rebellious  men. 

5  In  memory  of  this  blessed  theme, 
We  thus  react  this  solemn  scene, 
And  so  proclaim  to  dying  man. 
Our  only  hope  in  Christ  the  Lamb. 

T  1  /^9  CM.        Parkinson's  Col. 

±±OZj        The  Christian  Traveler. 

1  "VXrHAT  poor  despised  company 

W      Of  travelers  are  these. 
That's  walking  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  that  rugged  maze  ? 

2  They  all  are  of  a  royal  line, 

They're  children  of  a  King, 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine. 
And  loud  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean. 

And  why  so  much  desjiis'd? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen 
The  world  are  not  appris'd. 

4.  Why  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distress'd, 
And  lacking  daily  bread? 
Heirs  of  immortal  wealth  possess'd, 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  Why  do  they  shun  that  pleasant  path 

Which  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  it  is  the  road  to  death — 
The  certain  way  to  hell. 

6  Why  do  they  walk  the  narrow  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  Avay  to  God — 
No  other  can  be  found. 


1153 


THE  lord's  supper.  685 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

L.  M.  Watts. 

Bemember  Jesus. — Luke  xxii.  10. 

1  nnHE  Lord  of  life  his  table  spread, 

M       Witli  liis  own  flesli  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 
And  taste  the  wine,  aTid  bless  our  God! 

2  May  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  liis  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him.     . 

1  1  KA  S.  M.  Berridge. 

-^  -*-  *^^For  tlie  Lord^s  Fresence. -John.  xiv.  21. 

1  nnilE  table  now  is  spread  ; 

■      We  meet  around  the  board  ; 
Dear  Jesus,  bless  the  wine  and  bread, 
And  heavenly  life  afford. 

2  0  may  the  Lord  appear, 
With  looks  divinely  mild, 

And  whisper  in  each  humb'e  ear, 
"  I  love  thee  well,  my  child." 

ll  KK  S.  M.  Hart 

-*--^^*^  The  Bread  of  Heaven.— J ohn  vi.  5,  8. 

1  "VTJ'HEiSr  through  the  desert  vast, 

V  T       The  chosen  tribes  were  led. 
They  could  not  plow,  nor  till,  nor  sow, 
Yet  never  wanted  bread. 

2  Around  their  wandering  camp. 
The  copious  manna  fell ; 

Sti-ew'd  on  the  ground,  a  food  they  found, 
But  what  they  could  not  tell. 

3  But  better  bread  by  far 

Is  now  to  christians  given  ; 
Poor  sinners  eat  immortal  meat, 
The  living  bread  from  heaven. 

4  We  eat  the  flesh  of  Christ, 
Who  is  the  bread  of  God ; 

Their  food  was  coarse  compared  with  ours, 
Though  theirs  was  angels'  food. 


686  THE  lord's  supper. 

TTf^f^  L.  M.  Hart. 

-*-  -^  *^  ^  Sighing  for  the  Substance  of  the  Lord^s 

Supper. — Luke  xiv.  22. 

1  T3ITY  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord, 

1      Who  would  believe  thy  gracious  word, 
But  own  my  heart,  with  shame  and  grief, 
A  sink  of  sin  and  unbelief. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  house  I  read  there's  room. 
And,  venturing  hard,  behold  I  come  ; 
But  can  there,  tell  me,  can  there  be. 
Amongst  thy  children,  room  for  me? 

3  I  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine ; 
But  oh !  my  soul  wants  more  than  sign  ! 
I  faint  unless  I  feed  on  thee, 

And  drink  the  blood  as  shed  for  me. 

4  For  sinners.  Lord,  thou  earnest  to  bleed  : 
And  I'm  a  sinner  vile  indeed. 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  grace  is  free  ; 
O  magnify  that  grace  in  me. 

1  1  ;^7  L.M.  Sonnets. 

1  rjlHE  King  of  saints  his  table  spreads 

I  For  children  in  his  courts  below, 
And  while  with  them  he  sits  and  feeds 
Not  one  distressing  thought  they  know. 

2  His  look  enlivens  every  guest, 
Makes  budding  grace  in  blossom  rise, 
Rekindles  love  in  every  breast, 

And  lifts  the  heart  above  the  skies. 

3  As  morning  suns  refresh  the  earth, 
And  make  the  blossoms  open  fair. 
And  draw  the  balmly  fragrance  forth, 
And  scatter  odors  through  the  air. 

4  So  when  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 
Ariseth  on  the  plants  of  grace. 
They  spring  up  into  beauteous  dress, 
And  with  their  songs  perfume  the  place. 

5  0  dearest,  sweetest,  heavenly  friend, 
The  spring  of  life  and  heav'uly  joys, 
Some  look  afford,  or  message  send, 
Or  all  devotion  quickly  dies.  ^ 

1  -|  ^Q  CM.  Sonnets. 

-*--*-  ^  ^       Praising  God  at  the  Supper. 

1  TT^ATHER  of  heaven,  almighty  King, 
P      How  woud'rous  is  thy  love, 


THE  lord's  supper.  68T 

That  worms  of  dust  thy  praise  should  sing, 
And  thou  their  songs  approve  1 

2  Since  by  a  new  and  living  way, 

Access  to  thee  is  giv'n, 
Poor  sinners  may  with  boldness  pray, 
And  earth  converse  with  heav'u. 

3  Give  each  some  token,  Lord,  for  good ; 

And  send  the  Spirit  down 
To  feed  us  with  celestial  food, 
The  body  of  thy  Son. 

4  The  feast  thou  hast  been  pleas'd  to  make 

We  would  by  faith  receive  ; 
That  all  that  come  their  part  may  take, 
And  all  that  take  may  live. 

6  Let  ev'ry  tongue  the  Father  own, 
Who,  when  we  all  were  lost, 
To  seek  and  save  ns  sent  the  Son, 
And  gives  the  Holy  Ghost. 

T  "I  ^Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

±1.00     rj^he  Lord's  Supper  instituted. 
1  Cor.  xi.  23. 

1  9mWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

I      When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes  ; 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began. 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake. 
AVhat  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  **  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  :" 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blest  the  wine ; 
"  'Tis  the  new  cov'naut  in  my  blood." 

4  For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn. 
He  bore  the  scourge ^  he  felt  the  thorn  ; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
As  a  chastisement  for  our  guilt. 
When  for  black  crimes  of  biggest  size 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice. 

6  "  Do  this  (he  cried)  till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend  : 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  exalted  Lord." 


688  THE  lord's  suppek. 

7  Jesus,  thy  feast  -we  celebrate, 
We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 

1  T  (^A  CM.  Watts. 

-*--*- ^^(7 /irises  dying  love;  or,  our  pardon. 

1  TTQW  condescending  and  how  kind 
Xl     Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 

Our  misery  reach'd  his  heavenly  mind, 
In  pity  he  came  down. 

2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provok'd, 

Drew  forth  his  dreadful  sword, 
He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke, 
Without  a  murmuring  word. 

3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes. 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne  : 
And  on  us  life  and  grace  bestows. 
And  claims  us  for  his  own. 

4  This  Avas  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Savior  knew 
To  ransom  us  required  his  blood. 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

6  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 
His  love  is  still  as  great : 
Wei!  he  remembers  Calvary, 
Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 

6  Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  when  be  died  ; 
And  see  the  sorrows  of  his  soul 
Bleed  through  his  wounded  side. 

7  Here  we  receive  repeated  seals 

Of  Jesus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  that  never  feels 
One  soft  affection  move. 

8  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record. 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 

ll  a~\  CM.  Watts. 

±  i.  U  ±  Christ  the  Bread  of  Life.— John  vi.  31. 


L 


ET  us  adore  th'  etei-nal  Word, 
Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  the  immortal  bread. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  689 

2  TliG  manna  came  from  lower  skies, 

But  Jesus  from  above, 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise. 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  Jews,  the  fatliers,  died  at  last, 

Who  ate  tliat  heavenly  bread  ; 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men  ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 

5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath 

Whilst  Jesus  finds  supplies  ; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 

6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 

But  Christ  our  life  shall  come  ; 
His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 

1  T  (^9  L.  M.  Watts. 
-^  -'-  ^—'  TJie  memorial  of  our  absent  Lord. 

John  xvi.  16. 

ESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies. 
Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes 
To  thrust  our  Savior  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have. 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 

And  to  refresh  our  minds  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 
With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood  ; 
AVe  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

6  Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels. 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home. 


^J 


690  THE  lord's  SUrPER. 

1  -j  (:^0  L.  M.  Watts. 

■'-■^^^  Crucifixion  to  the  World  by  the  Cross 

of  Christ.— Gal.  vi.  14. 

1  "TXTHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

W      Ou  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
M}'  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  Lord  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  His  dying  crimson  like  a  robe 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree, 
Then  I  am  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

6  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  an  offering  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

1  1  a  A  S.  M.  Watts. 

-*--*-^^  2he  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood, 
=  1  John  V.  6. 

1  "T"  ET  all  our  tongues  be  one 

I  I     To  praise  our  God  on  high. 
Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son 
To  fetch  us  strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 
To  sing  the  Savior's  name  ; 

Jesus,  th'  ambassador  of  pe-ace. 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears 
To  make  the  payment  good. 

4  My  Savior's  pierced  side 
Pour'd  out  a  double  flood ; 

By  water  we  are  purified. 
And  pardon'd  through  the  blood. 

6      Infinite  was  our  guilt. 
But  he  our  Priest  atones : 
On  the  cold  ground  his  lite  was  spilt, 
And  offer'd  with  his  groans. 


116. 


THE  LORD*'S  SUPPER.  691 

Look  up,  my  soul,  to  liim 
Whose  deatli  was  thy  desert, 
Aud  humbly  view  the  living  stream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

There,  on  the  painful  tree, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies, 
Fulfils  his  Fathers  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  supplies 

Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water  and  by  blood  ; 
And  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same. 
We  feel  his  witness  good. 
^  ^  C.  M.  Watts. 

^  Divine  Love  making  a  Feast,  and 
calling  in  the  Guests. — John  xlv.  17,  22,  2'i. 

1  TTQW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
XX     With  Christ  within  the  doors. 
While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Here  every  bowel  of  our  God 

With  soft  compassion  rolls, 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  through  his  blood, 
Are  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  Wliile  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  Avhy  was  I  a  guest  ? 

4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  seek  my  heavenly  home. 
While  thousands,  left  to  their  own  choice, 
Would  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

6  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 
That  sweetly  forc'd  us  in. 
Or  we,  without  a  saving  taste. 
Had  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

6  Pity  the  nations,  0  our  God, 

Constrain  the  lost  to  come, 
Send  thy  victorious  grace  abroad, 
And  call  thy  wanderers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full. 

That  all  the  chosen  rjice    ' 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 


692  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

1  1  (^(^  L.  M.  Watts. 

■^■^^^  Glory  in  the  Cross;  or,  not  ashamed  oj 

Glirist. 

1  4  T  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 
jl\.  Here  Ave  attend  tliy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood  like  wine  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love. 
And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died  : 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above 
Through  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  prononnce  it  shame, 
And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause  ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Savior's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb, 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage. 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

1  "1  /:^7  CM.  Watts. 

x±U  I      rpj^g  Triumphal  Feast  for  OhrisVs 
Victory  over  Sin,  Death  and  Hell. 

1  i^OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 
\^    High  as  our  joys  arise, 

And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky, 
Where  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  the  Lord  that  fought  and  bled. 

And  conquered  when  he  fell, 
That  rose,  and  at  his  chariot  wheels 
Dragg'd  all  the  powers  of  hell. 

3  Jesus,  our  Lord,  has  call'd  us  home 

To  this  triumphal  feast, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down 
For  each  redeemed  guest. 

4  The  Lord !  how  glorious  is  his  face ! 

How  kind  his  svuiles  appear  ! 
And  0,  Avliat  melting  words  he  says, 
To  every  humble  ear  ! 

5  "  For  yon,  the  children  of  my  love, 

It  was  for  you  I  died, 
Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
And  look  into  my  side. 

6  "  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 

The  tokens  of  my  pains, 


THE  lord's  supper.  693 

When  I  came  down  to  free  your  souls 
From  misery  aud  chains. 

7  "  Justice  unsheath'd  its  fiery  sword, 

And  plung'd  it  in  my  heart ; 
Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
And  most  tormenting  smart. 

8  "  When  hell  and  all  its  spiteful  powers 

Stood  dreadful  in  ray  way, 
To  rescue  those  dear  lives  of  yours, 
I  gave  my  own  away. 

9  "  But  while  I  bled,  and  groau'd,  aud  died, 

I  ruin'd  Satan's  throne, 
High  on  my  cross  I  hung  and  spied 
The  monster  tumbling  down. 

10  "  NoAV  you  must  triumph  at  my  feast. 

And  taste  my  flesli,  my  blood ; 
And  live  eternal  ages  blest, 
For  'tis  immortal  food.' 

11  Victorious  God  !  what  can  we  pay 

For  favors  so  divine  ! 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away 
To  be  for  ever  thine. 

12  We  give  thee.  Lord,  our  highest  praise, 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues  ; 
But  themes  so  infinite  as  these 
Exceed  our  noblest  songs. 

1  1  f^Q  L.  M.  Watts. 
■^-*-^*-'    Tlie  Compassion  of  a  Dying  Christ. 

UR  spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb, 
0  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  strains  immortal  as  his  name. 
And  melting  as  his  dying  love. 

2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found? 

The  Prince  of  Heaven  resigns  his  breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground 
To  ransom  guilty  Avorms  from  death. 

3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  laws  ; 
He  from  the  tlireatening  set  us  free, 
Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  cross, 
And  nail'd  the  curses  to  the  tree. 

4  The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now, 
And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more  ; 
From  all  his  wounds  new  blessings  flow 
A  sea  of  joy  without  a  shore. 


^O 


694  THE  lord's  supper. 

6  Here  he  has  wasli'd  onr  deepest  stains, 
Aud  Leal'd  our  wounds  with  heavenly  blood ; 
Blest  fountain  !  springing  from  the  veins 
Of  Jesus  our  incarnate  God. 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 
To  speak  compassion  so  divine  ; 
Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 
A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  .thine. 

1  1  fiQ  ^'  ^^-  Watt's  Lyrics. 

-*--*-'-'^    Tiie  Lord's  Sapper,  in  imitation  of 

Isaiah  Ixiii.  1-3. 

1  "TTTHAT  heavenly  man,  or  lovely  God, 

W  Comes  marching  downward  from  the 
Array'd  in  garments  roU'd  in  blood,  [skies, 
With  joy  aud  pity  in  his  eyes  ? 

2  The  Lord  !  the  Savior  !  Yes,  'tis  he, 
I  know  him  by  the  scars  he  wears  ; 
Dear  glorious  man  that  died  for  me, 
Drench'd  deep  in  agonies  aud  tears. 

3  Lo,  he  reveals  his  shining  breast ; 
I  own  these  wounds,  and  I  adore  : 
Lo,  he  prepares  a  royal  feast, 

Sweet  fruit  of  the  sharp  pangs  he  bore. 

4  Whence  flow  these  favors  so  divine  ? 
Lord  !  why  so  lavish  of  thy  blood? 
Why  for  such  earthly  souls  as  mine. 
This  heavenly  wine,  this  sacred  food? 

6  'Twas  his  own  love  that  made  him  bleed, 
That  nail'd  him  to  the  painful  tree  ; 
'Twas  his  own  love  this  table  spread 
For  such  unworthy  guests  as  we. 

6  Then  let  us  taste  the  Savior's  love ; 
Come,  faith,'and  feed  upon  the  Lord; 
With  glad  consent  our  lips  shall  move, 
And  sweet  hosannas  crown  the  board. 

1  T  Yfl  CM.  Stennett 

±  J.  I  U  j^  Sacratnental  Hymn. 

1  TESUS,  0  name  divinely  sweet ! 
fj  How  charming  is  the  sound  ! 
What  joyful  news  !  what  heavenly  sense 

In  that  dear  name  is  found ! 

2  Our  souls  all  guilty,  and  condemn'd. 

In  hopeless  fetters  lay  ; 
Our  souls,  with  numerous  sins  deprav'd 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 


THE  lord's  sutper.  695 

3  Jesus,  to  purge  away  this  guilt, 

A  willing  victim  fell, 
And  on  liis  cross  triumphant  broke 
The  bands  of  death  and  hell. 

4  Our  foes  were  mighty  to  destroy, 

He  mighty  was  to  save  ; 
He  died,  but  could  not  long  be  held 
A  prisoner  in  the  grave. 

5  Jesus  !  who  mighty  art  to  save, 

Still  push  thy  conquests  on  ; 

Extend  the  triumphs  of  thy  cross, 

Where'er  the  sun  has  shone. 

6  0  Captain  of  salvation  !  make 

Thy  power  and  mere}'  known; 
Till  crowds  of  willing  converts  come 
And  worship  at  thy  throne. 

T  1  71  CM.  Stennett. 

±  L  I  ±  ^  Sacramental  Hymn. 

1  T  ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 

I  J    The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  I  that  am  all  defiled  with  sin  ; 

A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 
I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this. 

That  siich  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Savior  takes  me  by  the  hand. 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  **  Eat,  0  my  friends,"  the  Savior  cries, 

"  The  feast  was  made  for  you  : 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died. 
And  rose  and  triumphed  too." 

6  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 
Lord,  we  accept  thy  love: 
•Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
What  will  it  be  above  ! 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praising  powers  ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Savior  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 


696  THE  LORD'S  STJTPEB. 

Had  T  ten  thonsand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 
1179  L.  M.  Beddome. 

•*-  -^  *  ^  Jesus  wept— he  died — see  how  he  loved 
rts.  — John  xi.  35. 

1  CIO  fair  a  face  bedew'd  Avith  tears  ! 

io    What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears ; 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  died  for  you  ; 
What  more,  ye  saints,  could  Jesus  do? 

2  Enthron'd  above,  with  equal  glow 
His  warm  aflfections  downward  ilow  ! 
In  our  distress  he  bears  a  part, 

And  feeis  a  sympathetic  smart, 

3  Still  his  compassions  are  the  same, 
He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame  : 
Our  heaviest  burdens  he  sustains. 
Shares  in  our  sorrows  and  our  pains. 

1  1  7  q  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

-*-  J-  *  O  Communion  with  Christ  at  his  table. 

1  nnO  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

I     (Dear  name  by  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd !) 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 

The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  Avorsliip  at  his  feet ; 

0  let  our  warm  afi'cctions  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love ! 

4  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid, 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display'd. 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

6  Let  humble,  penitential  wo. 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

1  1  74.  C.  M.  Primitive. 

-*--'-*  ^  Jesus  died  for  me. 

1    rriHE  cross  of  Christ  inspires  my  heart 
I      To  sing  redeeming  grace  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  bear  apart 
In  my  Redeemer's  praise. 


THE  lobd's  supper.  G97 

2  Oh  !  what  can  be  compared  to  him 

Who  died  upon  the  tree  ? 
This  is  my  dear,  delightful  theme. 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  When  at  the  table  of  the  Lord 

We  humbly  take  our  place, 

The  death  of  Jesus  we  record, 

With  love  and  thankfuluess. 

4  These  emblems  bring  my  Lord  to  view 

Upon  the  bloody  tree  ; 
My  soul  believes  and  feels  it  true, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

6    His  body  broken,  nailed  and  torn, 

And  stained  Avith  streams  of  blood  ; 
His  spotless  soul  was  left  forlorn. 
Forsaken  of  his  God. 

6  'Twas  then  his  Father  gave  the  stroke 

That  justice  did  decree  ; 
All  nature  felt  the  dreadful  shock, 
When  Jesus  died  for  me. 

7  My  guilt  was  on  my  surety  laid. 

And  therefore  he  must  die  ; 
His  soul  a  sacrifice  was  made 
For  such  a  worm  as  I. 

8  Was  ever  love  so  great  as  this  ? 

Was  ever  grace  so  free  ? 
This  is  my  glory,  joy  and  bliss, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

9  Angels  in  shining  order  stand 

Around  my  Savior's  throne  ; 
They  bow  with  reverence  at  his  feet. 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

10  Those  happy  spirits  sing  his  praise 

To  all  eternity, 
But  I  can  sing  redeeming  grace, 
For  Jesus  died  for  me. 

11  Oh  !  had  I  but  an  angel's  voice, 

To  bear  my  heart  along. 
My  flowing  numbers  soon  would  raise 
To  an  immortal  song. 

12  I'd  charm  their  harps  and  golden  lyres, 

In  sweetest  harmony, 
And  tell  to  all  the  heavenly  choirs, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 


698  '  THE  lord's  supper. 

117^  L.  M.  Ebenezer. 

^^  *  ^  Qirist  the  Bock. 

1  "f  XTHEN  Israel's  tribes  were  parched  with 

VV  thirst, 

Forth  from  the  rock  the  waters  burst ; 
And  all  their  future  journey  through, 
Yielded  them  drink,  and  gospel  too. 

2  In  Moses'  rod  a  type  they  saw 
Of  his  severe  and  fiery  law  ; 

The  smitten  rock  prefigured  him, 

From  whose  pierc'd  side  all  blessings  stream. 

3  But  ah  !  the  types  were  all  too  faint 
His  sorrows  or  his  worth  to  paint ; 
Slight  was  the  stroke  of  Moses'  rod, 
But  he  endured  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  Their  outward  rock  could  feel  no  pain, 
But  ours  was  wounded,  torn  and  slain  ; 
The  rock  gave  but  a  watery  flood, 

But  Jesus  pour'd  forth  streams  of  blood. 
6  The  earth  is  like  their  wilderness, 
A  land  of  drought  and  sore  distress, 
"Without  one  stream  from  pole  to  pole 
To  satisfy  a  thirsty  soul. 

6  But  let  the  Savior's  praise  resound  ; 
In  him  refreshing  streams  are  found. 
Which  pardon,  strength,  and  comfort  give, 
And  thirsty  sinners  drink  and  live. 

11  7  a  L.M. 

-*--*-•  ^  Preparation. 

1  rriHE  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup, 

i      On  which  we  now  are  call'dto  sup, 
Without  thy  help  and  grace  divine. 
Will  prove  no  more  tlian  bread  and  wine. 

2  But  come,  great  Master  of  the  feast, 
Dispense  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  guest: 
Direct  our  views  to  Calvary, 

And  help  us  to  remember  thee. 

3  Let  us  with  light  and  truth  be  blest, 
That  on  thy  bosom  we  may  rest ; 
And  at  thy  supper  each  may  learn 
Thy  broken  body  to  discern. 


■WASHING  THE  SAINT'S  FEET.  699 


WASHING  THE  SAINT'S  FEET. 

n  77  ^-  ^^^ 

XXII  '*if^then,I,yoH7-Loi'd  ondMasier  have 
washed  your  feet,  ye  also  ought  to  wash  one 
anothei'''s  feel.— 3o\m  xiii.  13-16. 

1  "TF  thou,  dear  Jesiis,  art  my  Lord, 

I    My  Master,  and  my  sovereign  God, 
If  well  we  say,  when  this  we  claim, 
Then  teach  us  to  revere  thy  name. 

2  If  thou  our  Lord  and  Master  meet, 
Didst  wash  thy  dear  disciples'  feet, 
May  we  thy  bright  example  see, 
And  meekly  learn  to  follow  thee. 

3  This  is  thine  own  example.  Lord,— 
'Tis  clearly  written  in  thj'^  word. 

As  thou  hast  doue,  should  christians  do, 
And  in  ihy  footsteps  follow  too. 

4  If  Christ,  our  Master  and  our  Lord, 
Has  given  the  pattern  and  the  word, 
Shall  we  refuse  his  charge  to  keep, 
By  washing  the  disciples'  feet? 

5  Skeptics  may  scoff,  and  mockers  jeer, 
Tiie  Avorld  deride  with  haughty  sneer; 
But  christians  still  will  love  the  road, 
Mark'd  out  and  trodden  by  their  Lord. 

6  If  from  the  heavenly  heights  above — 
If  from  the  realms  of  joy  and  love, 
Our  Lord  and  Master  came  to  show. 
The  way  in  which  his  saints  should  go. 

7  If  he,  the  pattern  to  complete, 
Stoop'd  down  to  wash  his  servants'  feet, 
Then  let  us  in  his  footsteps  press. 

And  magnify  his  righteousness. 

]^T 'J^g  L.  M.  Altered. 


The  Same. 

OME,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  walk  according  to  his  word  ; 
Let  true  humility  abound, 
And  in  his  footsteps  too  be  found. 


^C 


700  BEFOEE    PREACHING. 

2  When  your  dear  Lord  was  Lere  below, 
He  bow'd  to  let  his  people  know 

How  they  should  bow  his  saints  to  greet 
By  washing  one  another's  feet. 

3  As  in  our  Lord  and  Master,  we 
A  meek,  but  clear  example  see  ; 
"We  ought  to  follow,  as  'tis  meet, 
And  also  wash  each  other's  feet. 

4  No  servant  should  aspire  to  be 
Above  what  in  their  Lord  they  see  ; 
Enough,  if  we  like  him  may  greet, 
And  stoop  and  wash  each  other's  feet. 

5  If  stronger  brethren  can't  accord 
In  this,  a  precept  of  our  Lord, 
AVe'll  not  contend,  but  kindly  greet — 
Give  us  our  herbs,  give  them  their  meat. 

6  While  to  the  letter  we  conform — 
Eegardless  of  contempt  and  scorn — 
May  we  in  spirit  also  meet, 

And  watch  and  cleanse  each  other's  feet. 

7  As  througli  this  wilderness  we  roam. 

And  onward  march  tow'rds  heav'nourhome . 
Let  not  the  lilth  of  sin  or  earth 
Defile  our  feet,  or  shame  our  birth. 

8  Our  feet  with  gospel  grace  well  shod, 
Dress'd  in  the  armor  of  our  God, 

In  all  our  walk  let  us  be  seen 

With  hearts,  and  hands,  and  feet,  all  clean. 


BEFORE  PREACHING 

1  ■]  70  L.M.  Watts. 

X  J.  I  t7  jij^Q  Love  of  Christ  shed  abroad  in  Ihe 

Heart. — Eph.  iii.  IG,  &c. 

1  /^OME,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
V^     By  faith  and  love  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 


BEFORE    TREACHING.  701 

And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length 
Of  tliiue  unmeasurable  grace. 
3  Now  to  the  God,  whose  power  can  do 
More  tlian  our  thoughts  or  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done 
By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 

■]  "1  Q  A  L.  M.  Burnham. 

-*--L'-^'-'  "A  burning  and  a  shiniyig  LighV^ 
John  V.  35. 

1  i~\  I  BLESS  thy  servant,  dearest  Lord, 
\J  •  AVhile  he  shall  preach  thy  gospel  word; 
May  he  declare  delightful  things, 
Touching  the  glorious  King  of  kings. 

2  0  grant  him  bright  celestial  views, 
"While  he  proclaims  the  gospel  news  ; 
Witli  fiery  zeal  his  soul  inflame. 
While  he  exalts  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

3  Give  him  clear  light,  and  burning  love  ; 
Shower  down  thy  blessings  from  above  ; 
O  may  we  hear  our  Savior's  voice, 
And  in  his  precious  name  rejoice. 

1  1  Ql  L.  M.  Newton. 
-^-'-^-^        Before  Sermon. — John  v.  25. 

AY  this  be  a  much  favor'd  hour. 
To  souls  in  Satan's  bondage  led  ! 
Lord,  clothe  thy  word  with  sovereign  power. 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raise  the  dead. 

2  To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  word  ; 
On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine  ; 
Let  poor  backsliders  be  restor'd, 
And  all  thy  saints  in  pi;iiises  join. 

T  1  QO  C.  M.  Hart. 

±  L  O^        ^;ig  ^ame.— Cant.  iv.  16. 

1  /^NCE  more  we  come  before  oui-  God: 
V_/     Once  more  his  blessing  ask  ; 

■  0,  may  not  duty  seem  a  load 
Nor  worsliip  prove  a  task. 

2  Father,  thy  quickening  Spirit  send 

From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name. 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 
Hoard  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 


702  BEFORE     PREACHING. 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose ; 

To  each  thy  blessings  suit ; 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Pi'oduce  a  copious  fruit. 

5  Bid  the  refreshing  north  wind  wake  ; 

Say  to  the  soutli  wind,  Blow  ; 
Let  every  plant  the  power  partake, 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

6  Eevive  the  parch'd  with  heavenly  showers  ; 

The  cold  with  warmth  divine  ; 
And  as  the  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 

nqq  8's.  Fawcett 

0<J        The  >S^ame.— Isaiah  Iv.  11. 

1  nnHY  presence,  gracious  God,  aftbrd; 

I     Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  ; 
NoAV  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  raix'd  with  what  we  hear  : 
Tiius,  Lord,  thy  Avaiting  servants  bless, 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  satisfied  with  living  bread  : 
Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bless. 
And  crown  thy  gospel  witL  success. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  power  and  energy  ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear  : 
Thus,  Lord,  thy  lA^aiting  servants  bless, 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day  : 
Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bless. 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

1  1  ^4  C.  M.  Herbert. 


The  ;?ame.— Eph.  vi.  U,  15. 

ORD,  fill  thy  servant's  heart  to-day 
With  pure  seraphic  fire, 
And  set  his  tongue  at  liberty. 
And  grant  liis  soul's  desire. 


^L 


BEFORE    PREACHING.  703 

2  0  may  he  preach  the  word  of  God 

With  energy  and  power  ; 
]Clay  gospel  blessings  spread  around, 
Like  a  refreshing  shower. 

3  May  God's  eternal  love  and  grace 

Be  sweetly  felt  within  ; 
While  he  is  preachiug  Clmst  the  Lord, 
Who  took  our  curse  and  sin. 

4  May  burden'd  sinners  lose  their  load, 

And  downcast  souls  rejoice  ; 
May  doubting  souls  believe  to-day 
They  are  Jehovah's  choice. 

5  May  Christ  be  first,  and  Christ  be  last, 

And  Christ  be  all  in  all, 
Who  died  to  make  salvation  known, 
And  raise  us  from  the  fall. 

6  0  may  thy  servant  now,  to-day. 

Proclaim  salvation  free  : 
As  finish'd  b}''  the  Son  of  God, 
For  such  poor  souls  as  we. 

■]  "j  Q^  L.  M.  Sonnets 

-*-  -^  *^^     Blessing  the  toord preached. 


^N 


OW,  Lord,  tliy  saving  power  display. 
And  magnify  thy  grace  to-day  ; 
All  power  is  thine,  in  earth  and  seas, 
Now  from  the  grave  dead  sinners  raise. 


2  Make  bare  thy  arm,  thy  power  make  known, 
Let  grace  sit  regent  on  the  throne  ; 

To  it  be  endless  honors  paid. 

For  man's  not  half,  but  wholly  dead. 

3  He's  far  from  God,  conceiv'd  in  sin. 
Dark  as  chaotic  night  within  ; 

A  captive  bound,  his  fetters  show, 
Say  loose  him,  Lord,  and  let  him  go. 

4  No  voice  but  that  which  form'd  the  earth, 
And  gave  the  vast-creation  birth, 

That  bade  the  tempest  cease  to  roar. 
Can  sinners  dead  to  life  restore. 

5  Come,  heavenly  wind,  celestial  breath, 
Awake  the  souls  that  sleep  in  death ; 
Their  fetters  break,  of  guilt  aud  sin. 
And  gather,  Lord,  thy  chosen  in. 


704  BEFORE    PEEACHING. 

1  "I  0(^  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

-^••^^^        Casting  the  Gospel  Net. 

1  XESUS,  thy  miracles  declare 

fj    Thee  Lord  of  earth, the  sea  and  air; 
While  each,  to  man's  apostate  race, 
Proclaim  thy  Godhead,  and  thy  grace. 

2  The  finny  tribes,  at  th}'^  control, 
Fill  Peter's  net,  a  num'rous  shoal; 
A  lively  figure  this  that  he 

For  souls,  a  fisherman  should  be. 

3  At  thy  command,  and  in  thy  name, 
We  cast  the  net,  and  hope  the  same  ; 
May  thine  elect,  like  fish  ensnar'd. 

If  such  thy  will,  be  now  compar'd. 

4  Some  swim  the  stream  of  lust  and  pride, 
And  headlong  to  destruction  glide  ; 
While  others  at  the  bottom  stray, 

Or  round  the  rocks  of  error  play. 

6  Thy  God'like  eye  each  one  surveys, 
Though  in  the  deep  unfathom'd  seas  ; 
Thy  arm  in  mercy  now  make  bare, 
And  bring  them  to  the  gospel  shore. 

1  1  07  CM.  Sonnets. 

X  X  O  I    Christ  the  Sum  and  Substance  of  the 
Gospel 

1  rpHE  subject  preach'd  by  zealous  Paul 

I       Was  Christ  the  Lord  alone  ; 
'Twas  on  this  Rock  he  builded  all, 
The  sure  Foundation  Stone. 

2  He,  Jesus  preach'd  as  first  and  last, 

As  God's  salvation  too. 
And  did  all  other  systems  blast, 
That  should  another  show. 

3  But  now  as  Prophet,  Priest  and  King, 

Who  dares  thus  set  him  forth  ; 
With  old  wives's  tales  the  pulpits  ring, 
And  themes  of  little  worth. 

4  Some  Moses  put  in  Jesus's  place, 

And  still  cry.  Up  and  do  ; 
The  good  old  wine  of  gospel  grace 
They  mix  with  water  too. 

6  But  Paul,  in  spite  of  bonds  and  death, 
And  all  that  hell  could  say. 
Still  preach'd  him  with  his  dying  breath, 
The  Truth,  the  LUe,  the  Way. 


BEFORE     PREACHING.  705 

6  Such  labor'rs  send  to  thine  elect, 
Make  tlij'  salvation  known  ; 
For  errors  spread,  and  men  reject 
The  sure  Foundation  Stoue. 

1  1  Q  Q  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

-*-  -^  ^^        Pleading  the  Promxi>e. 

1  "IXTHEX  Zion's  sons,  great  God,  appear, 

VV    In  Zion's  courts,  for  praise  and  pray'r, 
Then,  in  thy  Spirit,  deign  to  be 
As  one  with  those  who  worship  thee. 

2  Till  thou  shalt  o'er  the  waters  move, 
'Twill  but  a  barren  season  prove  ; 
Lifeless  and  cold  will  be  the  song. 
The  preacher  dull,  the  service  long. 

3  Without  thy  sov'reign  pow'r,  0  Lord, 
No  sweets  the  gospel  can  afford  ; 
No  drops  of  heavenly  love  will  fall 
To  cheer  the  weary,  thirstj^  soul. 

4  ^Yinds,  from  the  north  and  south,  awake, 
Take  of  the  things  of  Jesus,  take  ; 
Diffuse  thy  kind  celestial  dew. 

Bring  pardon,  peace,  and  healing  too. 
6  Confirm  the  weak  and  feeble  knees, 
Unfold  the  gospel  promises ; 
Thy  truth  impress  on  ev'ry  mind  ; 
May  ev'ry  heart  a  blessing  find  ! 

6  Then  shall  we  count  the  season  dear, 
To  those  who  speak,  or  those  who  hear ; 
And  all  conspire  with  sweet  accord, 
In  hymns  of  joy,  to  praise  the  Lord. 

11  QQ  L.  M.  Newton. 

±±OC^  Israel's  God. 

1  "VTTITH  Israel's  God  who  can  compare  ? 

y  V    Or  who  like  Israel  happy  are  ? 
0  people,  saved  by  the  Lord, 
He  is  thy  shield  and  great  reward! 

2  Upheld  by  everlasting  arms, 

Thou  art  secur'd  from  foes  and  harms  : 
In  vain  their  plots,  and  false  their  boasts, 
Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  of  hosts. 

"liqA  L.  M.  Newton, 

-*--'-  '-^  ^  Jesus  ever  the  Same. 

ESUS  is  mine  !  I'm  now  prepar'd  • 
To  meet  with  what  I  thought  most  hard. 
23 


^J 


706  BEFORE    PREACHING. 

Yes,  let  the  winds  of  trouble  blow, 
And  comforts  melt  away  like  snow. 

2  No  blasted  trees  or  failing  crops, 
Can  hinder  my  eternal  hopes  ; 
Tho'  creatures  change,  the  Lord's  the  same ; 
Then  let  me  triumph  in  his  name. 

1  1  Ql  L.  M.  Newton. 

-*--'-  ^  -*-        Jesus  the  Saints^  Protector. 

1  rr^HE  saints  Emmanuel's  portion  are, 

I     Redeem'd  by  price,  reclaim'd  hy  pow'r  ; 
His  special  choice,  and  tender  care. 
Owns  them  and  guards  them  ev'ry  hour. 

2  He  finds  them  in  a  barren  land, 
Beset  with  sins,  and  fears,  and  woes  ; 
He  leads  and  guides  them  by  his  hand, 
And  bears  them  safe  from  all  their  foes. 

1  ~j  Q9  7's.  Newton. 

-^-^-^^        Praise  to  ike  Redeemer. 

1  "VrOW  may  he  who  from  the  dead 

JAI    Brought  the  Sliepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep  ! 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 
What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight ; 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will. 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night ! 

3  To  that  dear  Redeemer's  praise. 
Who  the  covenant  scal'd  with  blood, 
Let  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 

J]^g3  P.M.  Newton. 

1  fTlO  thee  our  wants  are  known, 

I    From  thee  are  all  our  powers  ; 

Accept  what  is  thine  own. 

And  pardon  what  is  ours : 
Our  praises.  Lord,  and  prayers  receive, 
And  to  thy  word  a  blessing  give. 

2  0  grant  that  eacli  of  us 
Now  met  before  thee  here, 
May  meet  together  thus, 
When  tliou  and  thine  appear  \ 

And-  follow  thee  to  heaven  oar  home, 
E'en  so,  Amen  !  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 


AFTER  PKEACHING.  707 


AFTER  PREACHING. 

1  1  Q4.  C.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

-^  -l-t^T:    SanvliJicaiiOn  and  Groiolh. 

1  I^OW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
J_l    Who,  from  th'  imprisoning  grave, 
Kestor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 

Omnipotent  to  save  : 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 

Whicli  he  on  Calvar}'^  spilt, 
To  make  th'  eternal  covenant  sure, 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built ; 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  every  grace 

T'  accomplish  all  his  will ; 
And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediatof's  sake. 

We  everj'  blessing  pray  ; 
With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd, 
Through  heaven's  eternal  day  ! 

1  "]  q  ;^  CM.  Rippon's  Col. 

-*--*-  ^  ^     Not  unto  us. — Psalm  cxv.  I. 

1  IVTOT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 
JAI      Blest  Lamb,  be  glory  given  ; 
Here  shall  thy  praises  be  begun. 

And  carried  on  in  heaven. 

2  The  hosts  of  spirits  now  with  thee 

Eternal  anthems  sing : 
To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !  we 
Our  hallelujahs  bring. 

3  Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  inspir'd, 

Like  theirs  our  songs  should  rise  ; 
Like  them  we  never  should  be  tir'd, 
But  love  the  sacrifice. 

4  Till  we  the  veil  of  flesh  lay  down, 

Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 
And  when  we  reach  th}''  Father's  throne 
We'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 

■]"jQ(^  8s.  Rippon's  CoL 

-'--'-  ^  ^     Our  God  for  ever  and  ever. 

I  rriHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
_L   Our  faithl'ul  unchangeable  Friend ; 


?0b  AFTER  PKEACHING. 

Wliose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
Aud  ueither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
2  'Tis  Jesus,  tlie  First  and  the  Last, 
Whose  Spirit  sliall  guide  us  safe  liome  ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

1107  P.M.  Newton. 

X  X  t/  I         After  Sermon. — 1  Cor.  iii.  G. 

1      C\^  what  has  now  been  sown, 
\_/  Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow  ; 
The  power  is  thine  alone 
To  make  it  spring  and  grow: 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 

IIOQ  L.  M.  Hart. 

A.±.U(J     Dismission. — Psalm  Ixxxv.  6-8. 

1  T\ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord ! 
X^  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 

And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  : 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

"11  QQ  S.  M.  Hart. 

±±UU        rpiie  Same.— Luke  ii.  18, 19. 

1  ^^NCE  more,  before  we  part, 
\_J  We'll  bless  the  Savior's  name  ; 

Record  his  mercies,  every  heart ; 
Sing,  every  tongue,  the  same. 

2  Hoard  up  his  sacred  word, 
And  feed  thereon  and  grow  : 

Go  on  to  seek  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  you  know. 

1200  ^-  *'•  "'"■'• 


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The  Same. — Jer.  xxxi.  14. 

ORD,  help  us  on  thy  Avord  to  feed ; 
In  peace  dismiss  us  hence ; 
Be  thou,  in  every  time  of  need, 
Our  refuge  and  defence. 

We  now  desire  to  bless  thy  name, 

And  in  our  hearts  record, 
And  with  our  thankful  tongues  proclaim 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord. 


AFTER  PREACHING.  709 

"1  OAT                      8. 7.  4.  Toplady. 

X^VJ.     rpj^g  game Heb.  xiii.  20,  21. 

1  T  ORD.  dismiss  us  witli  thy  blessing  ; 
JLi  1'  ill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

O,  refresh  us  ! 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration. 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
lu  our  hearts  and  lives  be  found  ; 

Maj'  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  abound. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given. 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay, 

May  we  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day  ! 

1  OAO  7's.  Newton. 

J.^U-j    j^i  Parting.— Acts  xviii.  21. 

1  Tj^OIl  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

Jj    Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-i)resent  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd  ; 

All  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard  ! 


710  TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

1  OAO  S.  M.  Medley. 

±^yjO        jy-g,^  Fmr.— Psalm  lii.  1. 

1  /^  EEAT  God  !  before  thy  throne 
VX  We  joyfully  appear, 

In  songs  to  mal<e  thy  glories  known 
And  thus  begin  the  year. 

2  What  favors  all  divine  !  • 
What  mercies  shall  we  share  ! 

What  blessings  all  around  us  sliine 
To  open  this  new  year  ! 

3  Indulgent  goodness  spares 
And  still  preserves  us  here, 

And  bounty  all  divine  prepares 
Supplies  for  this  new  year. 

4  Our  follies  past  forgive  ; 
Our  souls  divinely  cheer: 

And  help  us  more  on  thee  to  live. 
Dear  Lord,  in  this  new  year. 

5  Prepare  us  for  thy  will. 
Whatever  may  appear ; 

And  let  thy  loving-kindness  still 
Preserve  us  thi'ough  the  year. 

6  Confirm  our  souls  in  thee, 
In  faith  and  holy  fear  ; 

And  let  a  precious  Jesus  be 
Our  song  through  all  the  year. 

1  Of) A  P.  M.  Sonnets. 

-^  ^  ^"*  Neio-  Year''s  Day. 

1  /~\NCE  more  the  constant  sun 
\_J  Revolving  round  his  sphere 
His  steady  course  has  run. 

And  brings  another  year  : 
He  rises,  sets,  but  goes  not  back, 
Nor  ever  quits  his  destin'd  track. 

2  Hence  let  believers  leai-n 

To  keep  a  forward  pace  ; 
Be  this  our  main  concern. 

To  finish  well  our  race  : 
Backsliding  shun  ;  with  patience  press 
To-ft^^rds  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS.  711 

3  Wliat  now  shall  be  onr  talk  ; 

Or  rather,  wliat  our  pray'r  ? 
What  good  thing  shall  we  ask, 

To  prosper  this  new  year? 
With  one  accord  our  hearts  we'll  litt, 
And  ask  our  Lord  some  new-year's  gift. 

4  No  trifling  gift,  or  small, 

Should  friends  of  Ohrist  desire  ; 
Dear  Lord,  bestow  on  all 

Pure  gold,  well  tried  by  fire 
Faith  that  stands  fast  when  devils  roar, 
And  love  that  lasts  for  evermore. 

190^  8's 

±.^\jtj        Gloom  of  Autuvm. 

1  TXAIL,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow, 
XJL  View  with  me  the  autumnal  gloom, 
Learn  from  thence  your  fate  to-morrow — 
Dead  perhaps,  laid  in  the  tomb. 

See  all  nature  fading,  dying. 
Silent  all  things  seem  to  mourn, 
Life  from  vegetation  flying. 
Brings  to  mind  the  mould'ring  urn. 

2  Oft  when  autumn's  tempest  rising. 
Makes  the  lofty  forest  nod, 
Scenes  of  nature  how  surprising, 
Read  in  nature,  nature's  God. 
See  the  sovereign,  sole  Creator, 
Lives  eternal  in  the  skies. 
Whilst  we  mortals  yield  to  nature, 
Bloom  a  while,  then  fade  and  die. 

3  Lo!  I  hear  the  air  resounding. 
With  expiring  insects'  cries  ; 

Ah  !  their  moans  to  me  how  wounding. 
Emblems  of  my  age  and  sighs. 
Hollow  winds  about  me  roaring, 
Noisy  waters  round  me  rise, 
Whilst  I  sit  my  fate  deploring, 
Tears  fast  streaming  from  my  eyes. 

4  What  to  me  is  autumn's  treasure, 
Since  I  know  no  earthly  joy? 
Long  I've  lost  all  youthful  pleasure. 
Time  must  youth  and  health  destroy. 
Pleasures  once  I  fondly  courted. 
Shared  each  bliss  that  health  bestows. 
But  to  see  where  then  I  sported. 
Now  embitters  ail  my  woes. 


712  TMES  AND  SEASONS. 

5  Age  and  sorrow  since  have  blasted 
Every  youtliful  pleasing  dream  ; 
Quivering  age  with  youth  contrasted, 
Oh,  how  short  their  glories  seem. 
As  the  annual  frosts  are  cropping 
Leaves  and  tendrils  from  the  trees  ; 
So  my  friends  are  yearly  dropping, 
Through  old  age  and  dire  disease. 

G  Former  friends,  0,  how  I've  sought  them  ! 
Just  to  cheer  my  drooping  mind  ; 
But  they're  gone  like  leaves  in  autumn, 
Driven  before  a  dreary  wind. 
Spring  and  summer,  fall  and  winter, 
Each  in  swift  succession  roll, 
So  my  friends  in  death  do  enter, 
Bringing  sadness  to  my  soul. 

7  Death  has  laid  them  down  to  slumber ; 
Solemn  thought  !  to  think  that  I 
Soon  must  be  one  of  that  number ! 
Soon— ah,  soon,  with  them  to  lie  ! 
Wlien  a  few  more  years  are  wasted. 
When  a  few  more  scenes  are  o'er, 
When  a  few  more  griefs  are  tasted, 

I  shall  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

8  Fast  my  sun  of  life  declining. 
Soon  will  set  in  endless  night: 
But  my  hope  pure  and  refining, 
Picsts  in  future  life  and  light. 

Cease  this  fearing,  trembling,  sighing 
Death  will  break  the  sullen  gloom  ; 
Soon  my  spirit,  flutt'ring,  flying. 
Must  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb.- 

"I  9Af^  7's.  Newton 

± -J U  U  Time — how  swift ! 

1  l^XrHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

VV    Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race. have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state. 
They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 
Speedily  the  mark  to  find : 

As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Dartg  and  leaves  no  trace  behind ; 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS.  713 

Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live. 
With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old. 
Fill  us  with  a  Savior's  love  ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

1  907  L.  M.  Newton. 

±^V  i  Winter. 

1  OEE  how  rude  Winter's  icy  hand    [ground! 
lO    Has  stripp'd  the   trees,  and  seal'd  the 
But  Spring  shall  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  all  around. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns, 
Barren  and  fruitless  I  remain ; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
And  bid  my  graces  grow  again? 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise  ! 

'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 

Oh  !  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skies, 

And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  ray  feeble  cry, 
I  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear  ; 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  ? 
Must  it  be  winter  all  the  year  ? 

5  Be  still,  my  soul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  prayer  and  patient  faith ; 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  power, 
Repose  on  Avhat  his  promise  saith. 

6  He,  by  whose  all-commanding  word 
Seasons  their  changing  course  maintain. 
In  every  change  a  pledge  affords. 

That  none  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

1  OAQ  L.  M.  Newton. 

J.  ^  U  u  Waitivg  for  Spring. 

1  npHOUGH  cloudy  skies  and  northern  blasts 
J     Retard  the  gentle  spring  awhile. 
The  9un  will  conquer'r  prove  at  last. 
And  nature  wear  a  vernal  smile. 


714  TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

2  The  promise,  which  from  age  to  age, 
Has  brought  the  changing  seasons  round, 
Again  shall  calm  the  winter's  rage, 
Perfume  the  air,  and  paint  the  ground.  ^ 

3  The  virtue  of  that  first  command, 
I  know  still  does  and  will  prevail, 
That  while  the  earth  itself  shall  stand, 
The  spring  and  summer  shall  not  fail. 

4  Such  changes  are  for  us  decreed; 
Believei's  have  their  Avinters  too  ; 
But  spring  shall  certainly  succeed, 
And  all  their  former  life  renew. 

6  Winter  and  spring  have  each  their  use, 
And  each,  in  turn,  his  people  know  ; 
One  kills  the  weeds  their  hearts  produce. 
The  other  makes  their  graces  grow. 

6  Though  like  dead  trees  a  while  they  seem. 
Yet,  having  life  within  their  root, 

The  wt-lcorae  spring's  reviving  beam 
Draws  forth  their  blossoms,  leaves,  and  fruit. 

7  But  if  the  tree  indeed  be  dead. 

It  feels  no  change,  though  spring  return  ; 
Its  leafless,  naked,  barren  head. 
Proclaims  it  only  fit  to  burn. 

8  Dear  Lord,  afford  our  souls  a  spring, 
Thou  know'st  our  winter  has  been  long  , 
Shine  forth,  and  warm  our  hearts  to  sing, 
And  thy  rich  grace  shall  be  our  song. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

1  OAQ  C.M.  Watts. 

J.  Zi  U  ^        The  End  of  the  World. 

1  "TTTHY  should  this  earth  delight  us  so? 

W      Why  should  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  these  low  grounds  where  sorrows  grow, 
And  every  pleasure  dies  ? 

2  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour, 


TI^TE   AND   ETKHXITT.  715 

There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 
And  joys  above  his  power. 

3  Nature  shall  be  dissolv'd  and  die, 

The  sua  must  end  his  race, 
The  earth  and  sea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Savior's  face. 

4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise  ? 

When  will  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  skies, 
From  underneath  the  ground? 

1  91  A  C.  M.  Watts. 

■'-'^^^  The  aged  Christianas  pray  ei'  and  song. 

1  /^  OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
VjT    The  Guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth. 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways, 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age. 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath, 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 

1 211  ^'  ^^' 

-'-'^-'--^  The  Shortness  and  Misery  of  Life. 

1  /^UR  days,  alas!  oar  mortal  days, 
V^     Are  short  and  wretched  too  ; 

*'  Evil  and  few,"  the  patriarch  says, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 

2  'Tis  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound 

That  heaven  allows  to  men. 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 
Of  three  score  years  and  ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few. 

Run  on,  my  days,  in  haste  ; 
Moments  of  sin,  and  months  of  wo. 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  me  to  the  skies. 


716  TIME   AND  ETERNIfY. 

Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

1  9"1  9  C.  M.  Watts. 

X^±^     T/ie  Shortrtess  of  Life,  and  the 
Goodness  of  God. 

1  nniME  !  what  an  empty  vapor  'tis ! 

I      And  days  how  swift  they  are ! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  The  present  moments  just  appear, 

Then  glide  away  in  haste, 
That  we  can  never  say,  "  They're  here," 
But  only  say,  "  They're  past." 

3  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing. 

And  death  is  ever  nigh  : 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favors  share, 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love  ; 
While  grace  sustains  us  in  the  road 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 

6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round ; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  : 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound, 
And  be  his  name  ador'd  ! 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song, 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong 
Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

1  OT  O  CM.  Watts. 

-*-  '*^  -*-  *^  IJie  Vanity  of  Man,  and  Condescension 


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of  God. 

ORD,  what  is  man,  jjoor  feeble  man, 
Born  of  the  earth  at  first ! 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain 
Still  hasting  to  the  dust. 

0  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 

To  visit  him  with  grace  ! 


TIME  ANB  ETERNITT.  717 

3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down. 
Who  shakes  the  Avorlds  above, 
And  nioimtains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 

1  91 4.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Xj^I.^    !Z7i€  Vanity  of  Man  as  Mortal. 


irp 


EACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ! 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 


2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain,  ^ 

They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show. 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore. 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

6  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then,. 
From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope. 
My  fond  desires  recall  : 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

1  91  ^  C.  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

-*-'"'-*-  *^        Old  Age  Approaching. 

1  TT^TERNAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high, 

fri     Whom  angel  hosts  adore, 
IVlio  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh  ; 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  0  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practice  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

Wliat's  human  must  decay; 
My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 


718  TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  br.eath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart? 

5  Ah  !  no — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour, 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
Support  me  with  almiglity  power, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul,  0  Gracious  God, 

(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay, — 

7  Through  heaven,  howe'er  remote  the  bound, 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim, 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  soimd 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

1  21  A  S.  M.  Leland. 

-*-  -^  -*-  ^  An  Evening  Hymn . 

1  fTlHE  day  is  past  and  gone, 

I     The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  is  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

Thy  angel  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise. 
And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  press  on  to  reach  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

"I  91  7                      ll's.  Primitive. 

-^■^-*-  *  Ixcould  not  live  alway Job  vii.  16. 

WOUUD  not  live  alway — I  ask  not  to  stay 

Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way  : 

The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 

Are  follow'd  by  gloom,  or  beclouded  withfeai". 


^I 


•  TIME  AND  ETERNITY.  719 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  thus  fettcr'd  by  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corrui)tiou  within  : 
E'en  ^he  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with 

fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent 
tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway — no,  welcome  the 

tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there  I  dread  not  its 

gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  that  heaven,  that  blissful  abode. 
Where  the  rivers   of  pleasure  flow   o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns. 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Savior  and  brethren    transported  to 

greet ; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

soul. 

1  0"|  Q  8's  &  6's.  Primitive. 

X ^  J.  O        2716  Christianas  Rope. 

1  A     FEW  more  days  on  earth  to  spend, 
/\   And  all  my  toils  and  cares  shall  end, 
And  I  shall  see  my  God  and  friend, 

And  praise  his  name  on  high  : 
No  more  to  sigh  or  shed  a  tear, 
No  more  to  sufiFer  pain  or  fear. 
But  God,  and  Christ,  and  heaven  appear 

Unto  the  raptur'd  eye. 

2  Then,  O  my  soul,  despond  no  more, 
The  storm  of  life  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  I  shall  find  the  peaceful  shore 

Of  everlasting  rest. 
O  happy  day  !  0  joyful  hour  ! 
Wlien  freed  from  earth  my  soul  shall  tow'i 
Beyond  the  reach  of  Satan's  pow'r, 

To  be  for  ever  blest. 

3  My  soul  anticipates  the  day  ; 
I'll  joyfully  the  call  obey 


720  DEATH. 

Wliich  comes  to  snmmon  me  away 

To  seats  prepar'd  above  : 
There  I  shall  see  my  Savior's  face,  ^ 

And  dwell  in  his  beloved  embrace, 
And  taste  the  fulness  of  his  grace, 

And  sing  redeeming  love. 

4  Adieu,  ye  scenes  of  noise  and  show, 
And  all  this  region  here  below, 
"WTiere  naught  but  disappointments  grow  ; 

A  better  world's  in  view. 
My  Savior  calls,  I  haste  away  ; 
I  would  not  here  for  ever  stay  ; 
Hail !  ye  bright  realms  of  endless  day ; 

Vain  world,  once  more,  adieu. 


DEATH. 

1  OT  Q                       L.  M.  Watts. 

-'-  -^  -*-  ^  God  far  above  Creatures Job  iv.  17. 

1  CI  HALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
Jo    Contend  with  their  Creator,  God! 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he? 

2  Behold  he  pxits  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round -his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his. 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 

3  T>ut  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  spring  from  dust  and  dwell  in  clay  ; 
Touch'd  l>y  the  finger  of  his  wrath, 

"VVe  faint  and  perish  like  the  moth, 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  his  sight ; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  li^. 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we,  how  glorious  Thou! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 


DEATH.  721 

1  99  A  L.  M.  Watts. 

±^^\j    2Ian  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 

1  mH ROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God, 

I      Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ; 
High  was  tliy  throne  ere  heaveu  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die. 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just," 
lieturn,  ye  sinners,  to  your  du4it. 

4  A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light. 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream, 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower. 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

6  Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set : 

How  short  the  term  !  how  frail  the  state  ! 

And  if  to  eighty  Ave  arrive, 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But,  0  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  ; 
We  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead. 

8  Teach  us,  0  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
How  short  and  hasty  is  our  span  ; 
And  may  thy  grace,  by  wise  decree. 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

1091  CM.  Watts. 

■^^■^-*-  Victory  over  Death, — 1  Cor.  xv.  55. 

1  /^  FOR  an  overcoming  faith 
V>f     To  cheer  my  dying  hours. 

To  triumph  o'er  the.  monster  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers  ! 

2  Jovful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have 

My  quivering  lips  shall  sing, 
Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
And  ichere  the  monster's  sting  ? 


722  DEATH. 

3  If  sin  be  cancel'd  I'm  secure, 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid. 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors  when  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 

1  999  CM.  Watts. 

■^^^'^  Triumph  over  Death.— J  oh  xix.  25-27. 

1  /"^  REAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
VJT    And  nature  must  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 

2 'Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
And  trample  on  the  tomb  ; 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  my  Savior  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat. 
And  Death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 

5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thy  sov'reign  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 

1  990  CM.  Watts. 

±^jLjO  Piloses  dying  in  the  embraces  of  God. 

1  TPvEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid 
\_J     If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade 
And  never  jield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below 

If  my  Creator  bid, 
And  run  if  I  were  call'd  lo  go. 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land, 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 


DEATH.  723 

4  Clasp'd  in  ray  heavenly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 
1  994.  C.  M.  Watts. 

J--^— '"i  A  Prospect  of  Heaven  makes  JDealh 
easy. 

1  rriHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
X  Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-'^vithering  flowers  : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood. 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea. 
And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

6  0  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  : 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er  ; 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

■199^  L.  M.  Watts. 

j.zjjLtO  QfirisVs  Presence  maTies  Death  easy. 

1  "TTTHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

V V    What  tim'rous  w'orms  we  mortals  ar«  I 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  3'et  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife. 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away : 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  past. 


724  i>EATn. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

±jj^\J      j^  Saint preiyared  to  die. 

1  ~r\EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
Xy     And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 

Nor  mj'  salvation  come  ? 

2  With  heavenly  M'eapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finisli'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearing  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus  the  Lord  shall  guard  me  safe 

From  every  ill  design  ; 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain  : 

To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

And  endless  praise — Amen. 

1  997  ^■^^'  Watts. 

±j^Zj  i      x>eaih  and  immediate  Glory. 
2  Cor.  V.  1.  5-8. 

1  rilHERE  is  a  house  not. made  with  hands, 

I      Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolv'd  and  fall, 
Tlien,  0  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven, 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 


A' 


DEATH.  727 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high, 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow  ; 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Whicli  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spreads  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

1  900  S.  M.  Watts. 
±  w  O^  D'iumph  over  Death  in  Hope  of  the 

Besw^rectwn. 
ND  must  this  body  die  ? 
This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms 
Shall  feed  upon  this  flesh, 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  alwaj's,  from  the  skies. 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  everj'  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

6      These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 
To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

6      Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs. 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

19^'^  LM.  Watts. 

±jLJtJtj        j^  Happy  Resurrection. 

1  "VrO.  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
JAI    But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh. 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust, 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  afresh 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 


728  DEATH. 

3  Break,  sacred  morning,  through  the  skies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful  day  ; 

Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  how  long  they  stay ! 

4  Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace. 

5  Haste,  then,  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Rouse  the  redeemed  sleeping  clay. 
That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day. 

T  9q_£  L.  M.  G . 

±ZjOrt  Jiising  to  God. 

1  "Vr^^  ^®*  ^^^'  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
_Li      Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity, 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 

Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 

So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys?  ""^ 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
AVhile  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large. 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell. 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

6  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love. 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

•]  O  q  ^  7's  &  G's.        Rippon's  Col. 

^^^^ Pleasing  Anlicipalion  of  Death  and 

Glory. 

1  A  H  !  I  soon  shall  be  dying, 
J\.    Time  swiftly  glides  away ; 
But  on  my  Lord  relying, 

I  hail  the  happy  day — 

2  The  day  when  I  must  enter 

Upon  a  world  unknown  ; 
My  helpless  soul  I  venture 
On  Jesus  Chi-ist  alone. 


DEATH.  729 

3  He  once,  a  spotless  victim, 

Upon  Mount  Calv'ry  bled  ! 
Jehovali  did  afflict  him. 
And  bruise  him  in  my  stead. 

4  Hence  all  my  hope  arises 

Unworthy  as  1  am  : 
My  soul  most  sm-ely  prizes 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb. 

6  To  him,  by  grace  united, 
I  joy  in  him  alone  ; 
And  now,  by  faith  delighted, 
Behold  him  on  his  throne. 

6  There  he  is  interceding 

For  all  who  on  him  rest : 
The  grace  from  him  proceeding, 
Shall  waft  me  to  his  breast. 

7  Then  with  the  saints  in  glory 

The  grateful  song  PU  raise. 
And  chant  my  blissful  story, 
In  high  seraphic  lays. 

8  Free  grace,  redeeming  merit. 

And  sanctifying  love. 
Of  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
Shall  charm  the  courts  above. 

1  9^fi  ^•^'  Mrs.  Steele. 

±^0\J  Yiciory  over  Death  through  Christ. 
1  Cor.  XV.  57. 

1  \XrHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 

W      In  all  his  dire  array. 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  light, 
My  courage  dies  away. 

2  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh ! 

My  Lord— my  Savior  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above  ; 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart ; 
And  (oh,  amazing  power  of  love  !) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  0  grim  destroyer  !  boast 

Thy  universal  sway  ; 
To  heaven-born  soiils  thy  sting  is  lost : 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee? 

Accept  the  sacred  trust; 


730  DEATH. 

Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust ; 

6  Till  that  illnstrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And,  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 

The  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  ; 

8  Oh,  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays  ! 

And  with  the  blissful  throug 
Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 

']^^7  L.  M.  Doddridge 

X^O  I    Desiring  to  Depart,  and  to  be  with 
Christ— Phil,  i   23. 

1  "XXTHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

VV     And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be, 
And  faint's  my  much-lov'd  Lord  to  see  ; 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart ! 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys!  come. 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  : 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, — 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet ! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ! 
Rais'd  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face. 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace  ! 

5  As  with  a  seraph's  voice  to  sing  ! 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing! 
Performing,  with  unwearied  hands. 
The  present  Savior's  high  commands. 

6  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
We'll  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight  ; 
For,  while  thy  service  we  pursue. 

We  And  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 
1  OOQ  S.M.  Toplady. 

■'-^^'^  Preparation  for  Dea^/i.-Matt.  xxiv.4o 

PREPARE  me,  gracious  God  ! 
To  stand  before  thy  face ! 


P' 


DEATH.  731 

Thy  Spirit  must  the  work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  Christ's  obedience  clothe 
And  wash  me  in  his  blood  ; 

So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sovereign  love  make  known  ; 
The  spirit  of  my  mind  renew, 

And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 
i      Let  me  attest  thy  power, 

Let  me  thy  goodness  prove, 
Till  my  full  soul  can  hold  no  more 

Of  everlasting  love. 

1  9QQ  CM.  Doddridge. 

±^OfJ  Departed  Saints  asleep. — Mark  v.  39. 

1  ^"VrrHY  flow  these  torrents  of  distress  !' 

VV       (The  gentle  Savior  cries  ;) 
*'  Why  are  my  sleeping  saints  survey'd 
With  unbelieving  eyes? 

2  "  Death's  feeble  arm  shall  never  boast 

A  friend  of  Christ  is  slain, 
Nor  o'er  their  meaner  part  in  dust 
A  lasting  power  retain. 

3  "  I  come,  on  wings  of  love, — I  come 

The  slumberers  to  awake  ; 
My  voice  shall  reach  the  deepest  tomb, 
And  all  its  bonds  shall  break. 

4  "  Touch'd  by  mj"  hand,  in  smiles  they  rise. 

They  rise  to  sleep  no  more  ; 
But  rob'd  with  light,  and  crown'd  with  joy. 
To  endless  day  they  soar." 

6  Our  willing  souls  thy  summons  wait, 
With  thee  to  rest  and  praise  ; 
So  let  thy  much-lov'd  presence  cheer 
These  separating  days. 

1  940  ^*  ^^'  Doddridge. 

■'-■^^^     Submission  under  bereaving 
Providences. — Psalm  xlvi.  10. 


^P 


EACE  ! — 'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
That  blasts  our  joys  in  death, 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear. 
And  gathers  back  the  breath. 


732  DEATH. 

2  'Tis  He, — the  Potentate  supreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, — 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3  'Tis  He,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he 

In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord, 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart, 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss 

He  weaves  for  every  brow  ; 
And  shall  rebellious  passions  rise 
When  he  corrects  us  now? 

6  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

1  94-1  ^-  ^^-  Walts. 
■*--^J^J-  Living  and  dying  with  God  present. 

CANNOT  bear  thine  absence.  Lord, 
My  life  expires  if  thou  depart; 
Be  thou,  my  heart,  still  near  ni}'  God, 
And  thou,  m}^  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  sin. 
Nor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile; 
Yet  I  would  stay  my  Father's  time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  heaven  a  while. 

3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace 
Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  with  a  smile  upon  my  face 
Pass  the  important  hour  of  death. 

1  949  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

^ '-'^^  Comfort  under  the  Loss  of  Ministers. 

OW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry  : 

Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 

which  view  a  Savior  nigh  ? 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 

Be  uumber'd  with  the  dead? 


^I 


^N 


DEATH.  733 

3  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  aud  the  young; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
Aud  mute  tlie  instructive  tongue  ; 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives. 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 

Still  auiraates  our  hearts. 
6  **  Lo  !  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 
For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  owu, 

Whose  faith  in  me  contide." 

6  Tlirough  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
Aud  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

1  9J_^  8.  7. 4.  Robinson. 

±^^0     rpj^g  Qrave;  or,  Christ  a  Guide 
through  Death  to  Glory. 

1  f^  UIDE  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah  ! 
VDT  Pilgrim  through  this  barren  tand; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow, 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deiiverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  "nill  ever  give  to  thee. 

1  94.4.  8-  7.  Hart. 

J-^'*^^r/ie  Burial  of  a  Saint— 1  Cor.  xv.  42. 

1  QONS  of  God,  by  blest  adoption, 
lO    View  the  dead  with  fearless  eyes  ; 
What  is  sown  thus  in  corruption, 

Shall  in  incorruption  rise  ; 
What  is  sown  in  death's  dishoi5or. 

Shall  revive  to  glory's  light : 


734  DEATH. 

What  is  sown  in  this  weak  manner, 
Shall  be  raised  in  matchless  might. 

2  Earthly  cavern,  to  thy  keeping 

We  commit  our  brother^s  dust : 
Keep  it  softly,  softly  sleeping, 

Till  our  Lord  demand  thy  trust : 
Sweetly  sleep,  dear  saint,  in  Jesus  ; 

Thou  with  us  shalt  Avake  from  death : 
Hold  he  cannot,  though  he  seize  us  ; 

We  his  power  defy  by  faith. 

3  Jesus,  th}'^  rich  consolations 

To  thy  mourning  people  send  ! 
May  we  all,  with  faith  and  patience 

Wait  for  our  approaching  end  : 
Keep  from  courage,  vain  or  vaunted, 

For  our  change  our  hearts  prepare  ; 
Give  us  confidence  undaunted. 

Cheerful  hope  and  godly  fear. 

1  94^  C.  M.  Swain. 

■'-^^*-' Looking  to  Jesus  in  Death. — Titus  ii.l3. 

1  XTTHY  should  we  shrink  at  death's  cold 

V V      Or  dread  the  unlmown  way  ?    [flood, 
See,  yonder  rolls  a  stream  of  blood 
That  bears  the  curse  away  ! 

2  Death  lost  his  sting  when  Jesus  bled  : 

When  Jesus  left  the  ground, 
Disarm'd,  the  King  of  terrors  fled, 
And  felt  a  mortal  wound. 

3  And  now  his  oflice  is  to  wait 

Between  the  saints  and  sin : 
A  porter  at  the  heavenly  gate, 
To  let  the  pilgrims  in  ! 

4  And  though  his  pale  and  ghastly  face 

May  seem  to  frown  the  while  ; 
We  soon  shall  see  the  King  of  grace, 
And  he'll  for  ever  smile  ! 

1  9/iA  C.  M.  Home. 

±Z/'±U    '<To(Ue  is  Gain.'"— Thil  i.  21. 

1  T\EA.TH  is^no  more  a  frightful  foe ; 
X-/  Since  I  with  Christ  shall  reign, 
With  joy  I  leave  this  world  of  woe  : 

For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

2  To  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears  adieu 

Adieu,  thou  world  so  vain  ! 


DEATH.  735 

Then  shall  I  know  no  more  of  you : 
For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

3  No  more  shall  Satan  tempt  my  soul ; 

Corruption  shall  be  slain  ; 
And  tides  of  pleasure  o'er  me  roll : 
For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

4  Nor  shall  I  know  a  Father's  frown, 

But  ever  with  liira  reign, 
And  wear  an  everlasting  crown  : 
For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

5  Sorrow  for  joy  I  shall  exchange, 

For  ever  freed  from  pain  ; 
And  in  the  heavenly  regions  range  : 
For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

6  Fain  would  my  raptured  soul  depart, 

Nor  longer  here  remain, 
But  dwell,  dear  Jesus,  where  thou  art : 
For  me  to  die  is  gain. 

1  OJ  7  C.  M.  Toplady. 

-*-'^^ '      Meditating  on  the  S^reetness  of 
Spiritual  Tilings. — Psalm  civ.  34. 

1  "TTTHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

W      This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  our  cage, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward  and  attend 

The  whispei's  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down  ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  : 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  suffering  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death  ; 
Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

6  Sweet  in  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 


736  DEATH. 

7  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

8  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  mu:^t  the  fountain  be  ? 
Where  saints  and  angeJs  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  tltee  ! 

1  94-9,  L.  M.  Sonnets. 

■^■^^^" Blessed  are  the  Bead,  which  die  in 

the  Lord.'^ — Rev.  xiv.  13. 

1  "DLESS'D  are  the  dead  ;  yea,  saith  the  word, 
J3     That  die  in  Christ  the  living  Lord, 
And  on  the  other  side  of  death, 

Thus  joyful  spend  their  praising  breath. 

2  Death  from  all  death  has  set  us  free, 
And  will  our  gain  for  ever  be  ; 
Death  loos'd  the  massy  chains  of  wo, 
To  let  the  mournful  captives  go. 

3  Death  is  to  us  a  sweet  repose  ; 

The  bud  was  op'd  to  shew  the  rose  ; 
The  cage  was  broke  to  let  us  fly, 
And  build  oui*  happy  nest  on  high. 

4  Lo !  here  we  do  triumphant  reign, 
And  joyful  sing  in  lofty  strain. 

Lo  !  here  we  rest,  and  love  to  be, 
Enjoying  more  than  faith  could  see, 

6  The  thousandth  part  we  now  behold, 
By  mortal  tongues  was  never  told  ; 
We  had  a  taste,  but  now  above 
We  forage  in  the  fields  of  love. 

1  9XQ  C.  M.  Sonnets. 

iZ^-tt/        0,^  ijiQ  Death  of  a  Believer. 

1  /^  HAPPY  soul,  who  safely  past, 
V^     Thy  weary  warfare  here  ; 
Arriv'd  at  Jesus'  feet  at  last, 

And  ended  all  thy  care  ! 

2  No  more  shall  sickness  break  thy  rest. 

Or  pain  create  thee  s:iiart ; 
No  more  shall  doubts  disturb  thy  breast, 
Or  sin  afflict  thine  heart. 

3  No  more  the  world  on  thee  shall  frown, 

No  longer  Satan  roar — 
Thy  man  of  sin  is  broken  down, 
And  shall  torment  no  more. 


DEATH.  737 

4  "  Adieu,  vaia  world,"  the  spirit  cries, 

"Al!  tears  are  wip'd  away  ; 
My  Jesus  fills  my  cup  with  joys, 
And  fills  it  every  day." 

5  "  A  taste  of  love  we  have  below, 

To  cheer  a  pilgrim's  face  ; 
But  every  saint  must  die  to  know 
The  feast  of  heav'uly  grace." 

6  "  Delightful  concord  always  reigns 

In  the  fair  realms  above  ! 
There  hymns  are  sung  in  rapt'rous  strains, 
With  ceaseless  joy  and  love  !" 

"lO'^^O  S.  M.  Sonnets. 

±^tJ\J  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  rriHE  spirits  of  the  just, 

I      Confin'd  in  bodies,  groan, 
Till  death  consigns  the  corpse  to  dust. 
And  then  the  conflict's  done. 

2  Jesus,  who  came  to  save, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Perfum'd  the  chambers  of  the  grave, 
And  made  e'en  death  our  gain. 

3  Why  fear  we  then  to  trust 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay ; 

In  quiet  rest  our  brother's  dust, 
And  thus  it  seems  to  say  : 

4  "  Forbear,  my  friends,  to  weep, 
Since  death  has  lost  his  sting  ; 

Those  christians  that  in  Jesus  sleep, 
Our  God  will  with  him  bring." 

6      This  message  then  receive, 
And  grief  indulge  no  more  : 
Return  to  work  awhile  ;  believe — 
And  wait  the  welcome  hour. 

1  O^T  8's&ll's.  Primitive. 

•*-'^^  *-  In  Distress  longing  for  Deliverance. 

1  "TXrHILE  sorrows  encompass  me  round, 

W      And  endless  distresses  I  see, 
Astonish'd,  I  cry,  can  a  mortal  be  found 
Surrounded  with  troubles  like  me  ? 

2  Few  minutes  in  praise  I  enjoy. 

And  they  are  succeeded  by  pain  ; 
If  a  moment  in  prasing  of  God  I  employ, 
I  have  hours  again  to  complain. 
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738  DEATH. 

3  Oh  !  when  shall  my  sorrows  subside  ? 

Oh  !  when  shall  my  sutferiags  cease  ? 
Oh  !  when  to  the  bosom  of  Christ  be  convey'd 
To  the  regions  of  glory  and  peace  ? 

4  0  may  I,  prepar'd  for  that  day, 

When  Christ  shall  descend  from  above, 
Be  fill'd  with  his  presence,  go  shouting  away 
To  the  arms  of  my  heavenly  love  ! 

5  The  spirit  to  glory  convey'd. 

My  body  laid  low  in  the  ground, 
I  wish  not  a  tear  on  my  grave  to  be  shed, 
But  all  join  in  praising  around. 

6  No  sorrow  be  vented  that  daj^ 

When  Jesus  has  called  me  home,  [say, 

But,  singing  and  shouting,  let  each  brother 
"  He's  gone  from  the  evil  to  come." 


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L.  M.  Ebenezer. 


^I 


N  hope  of  life  eternal  given. 
Behold,  a  pardon'd  sinner  dies  ; 
A  chosen  blood-bought  heir  of  heaven, 
Call'd  to  his  mansion  in  the  skies. 

2  He  left  the  world,  with  all  its  toys, 

.    For  better,  brighter  worlds  on  high  ; 
His  faith  embrac'd  substantial  joys, 
Soaring  be3^ond  the  starry  sk}'. 

3  From  Pisgah's  top,  by  faith,  he  saw 
The  land  where  milk  and  honey  flows ; 
Nor  can  the  power  of  hell  below, 
Prevail  to  break  his  sweet  repose. 

4  He  trod  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 
Could  set  his  seal  that  God  was  true  ; 
Pinish'd  his  course,  and  kept  the  faith. 
And  died  with  glory  full  in  view. 

6  Methinks  I  see  him  noAV  at  rest. 
In  the  bright  mansion  love  ordain'd  ; 
His  head  reclines  on  Jesus'  breast. 
No  more  by  sin  or  sorrow  pain'd. 

6  Why  should  our  eyes  with  sorrow  flow. 
Our  bosoms  heave  the  painful  sigh  ! 
When  Jesus  calls,  the  saint  must  go, 
'Tis  his  eternal  gain  to  die. 

7  'Twas  through  the  strength  of  Israel's  King 
He  prov'd  a  conqueror  when  he  fell; 


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'Tis  to  the  praise  of  grace  we  sing, 
Though  of  the  dying  saint  we  tell. 
8  Fearless  he  enter'd  death's  cold  flood, 
In  peace  of  conscience  clos'd  his  eyes  ; 
His  only  trust  was  Jesus'  blood, 
In  sure  and  certain  hope  to  rise. 

1  9/^0  8's.  Parkinson's  Col. 

±^00  Funeral. 

1  AH!  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
x\-  What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  ])agearrts  that  breathe, 
Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
"With  solemn  delight  I  survey 

The  corpse,  when  the  spirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 
And  longiiig  to  lie  in  its  stead. 

2  How  blest  is  our  brother  bereft 
Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  eas}'^  the  soul  that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 

Of  evil  incapable  thou. 
Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now. 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain, 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again ; 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  shame 
Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame. 

And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 

4  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 
This  quiet  immovable  breast 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 
It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close. 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 
Have  sti'angely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies  ; 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free  ; 


740  DEATH. 

And  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe, 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death  ; 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
O  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 
My  spirit  revived  anew, 
My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 

19^4.  *7.8s.  Pope. 

■^^*-'^^ Departing  fliglit  of  the  Happy  Spirit. 

1  "'TT'ITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame  ; 

V     Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
0  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

Hark  !  they  whisper  ;  angels  say, 

Sister  spirit,  come  away  : 

What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? 

Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight ; 

2  Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death? 
The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears  ; 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  !  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring  ; 
Lend,  lend  your  wings,  I  mount,  I  fly, 
0  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

19^;^  CM.  Newton. 

A.^OtJ      Hope  beyond  the  Grave. 

1  l\/rY  soul,  this  curious  bouse  of  clay, 
iVI      Thy  present  frail  abode, 

Must  quickly  fall  to  worms  a  prey, 
And  thou  return  to  God. 

2  Canst  thou,  by  faith,  survey  with  joy 

The  change  before  it  come  ? 
And  say,  "  Let  death  this  house  destroy, 

1  have  a  heavenly  home  ! 

3  "  The  Savior  whom  I  then  shall  see 

With  new-admiring  eyes. 
Already  has  prepar'd  for  me 
A  mansion  in  the  skies. 


DEATH.  741 

4  I  feel  this  eartli-wall'd  cottage  shake, 

And  long  to  see  it  fall ; 
That  I  my  willing  flight  may  take 
To  him  who  is  my  all. 

5  Burdcn'd  and  groaning  then  no  more, 

My  lescu'd  soul  shall  sing, 
As  up  the  shining  path  I  soar, 

"  Death,  thou  hast  lost  thy  sting." 

±^0\J        jiig  ^^i^  Death  to  die. 

1  XT  is  not  death  to  die — 

I      To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'midst  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimm'd  by  tears, 
And  wake  in  glorious  repose, 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 
Aside  this  siufal  dust, 

And  rise,  on  strong,  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

6  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  Life  ! 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 

Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

9^7  L.M. 

"^^  •  Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

1  A  SLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 

J\_  From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep  ! 
A  calm  and  undisturb'd  rejjose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  0,  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  wo  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Savior's  power. 


1 


742  KESUERECTION. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  0,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  i-efiige  be  ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

6  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 
Tliy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 


RESURRECTION. 
']^)KQ  CM.  Watts's  Lyrics. 

±j:J'JO    ^  Pi-ospecl  of  the  Besurrection. 

1  TTOW  long  shall  Death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
JlL     Aud  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 

While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain, 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ? 

2  Lo,  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades. 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  !" 

Aud,  lo  !  the  graves  obey; 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

5  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air. 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  loud  adore  him  there. 

6  0  maj'^  our  Immble  spii'its  stand 

Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies. 
On  love's  triumphant  wing! 


BESTTKRECTION.  743 

±j^Ou  rp^^Q  Bodies  of  the  Sainl>i  quickened 
and  raised  by  the  Spirit. — Rom.  viii.  11. 

1  "IXTHY  should  our  mourning  tlio'ts  delight 

W      To  grovel  in  the  dust  ? 
Or  why  should  streams  of  tears  unite 
Around  the  expiring  just? 

2  Did  not  the  Lord,  our  Savior,  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave? 
Did  not  our  Lord  ascend  on  high, 
And  prove  his  power  to  save  ? 

3  Doth  not  the  sacred  Spirit  come, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  saints  ? 
And  should  the  temples  of  his  grace 
Resound  with  loud  complaints? 

4  Awake,  my  soul,  and  like  the  sun 

Burst  through  each  sable  cloud  ; 
And  thou,  my  voice,  though  l)roke  with  sighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  songs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit  rais'd  my  Savior  up, 

^Vhen  he  had  bled  for  you; 
And,  spite  of  death  and  hell,  shall  raise 
The  friends  of  Jesus  too. 

6  Awake,  ye  saints  that  dwell  in  dust, 

Your  hymns  of  victory  sing  ; 
And  let  his  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 

1  Of^A  L.  M.  Hart. 

±^\j\j    ChrisVs  Ascension. — Heb.  ii.  14. 

1  y/K  christians,  hear  the  joyful  news, 
JL    Death  has  receiv'd  a  deadly  bruise ; 

Our  Lord  has  made  his  empire  fall. 
And  conquer'd  him  that  conquered  all. 

2  Though  doom'd  are  all  men  once  to  die, 
Yet  we  by  faith  death's  power  defy  : 
We  soon  shall  feel  our  hands  unbound, 
Awaken'd  by  the  Archangel's  sound. 

3  The  trump  of  God  shall  rend  the  rocks, 
And  open  adamantine  locks  ; 

Call  forth  the  dead  from  death'stlark  dome; 
And  Jesus  take  his  ransom'd  home. 


^J 


744  RESUKRECTION. 

1  9f^1  8.7s.  SonnetsL 

-*-^^-*-      Knowing  the  Love  of  Christ. 

1  rriO  comprehend  and  fully  i^rove 

■     The  depths  of  everlasting  love, 

A  seraph's  powers  must  fail ; 
How  then  shall  sinful  worms  below 
The  great  dimensions  ever  know, 

Or  give  the  full  detail  ? 

2  'Twas  Paul's  desire,  that  saints  with  him 
Might  know  the  breadth  and  length  extreme 

And  wonder  and  adore  ; 
But,  ah  !  how  weak  are  finite  minds, 
To  fathom  wisdom's  great  designs, 

That  sea  without  a  shore  ! 

3  When  dead  in  sin  the  sinner  lay, 
Love  found  a  new  and  living  way 

To  bring  him  near  to  God  ; 
'Twas  through  that  sacred  bloody  sweat, 
Which  made  the  Savior's  garments  wet, 

When  he  the  wine-press  trod. 

4  0  love,  beyond  conception  great, 
Earth,  hell,  nor  sin,  shall  ne'er  defeat 

The  counsel  of  thy  will ; 
For  whom  he  stretch'd  his  bleeding  hands, 
In  heav'n  a  blessed  mansion  stands, 

That  they  must  surely  fill. 

5  The  resurrection-morn  shall  prove 
The  objects  of  eternal  love, 

A  royal  blood-bought  throng  ; 
Then  in  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 
They  shall  eternal  wonders  trace. 
While  ages  roll  along. 
1  O/^O  L.  M. 

j.^\j^      Resurrection  of  the  Bead. 

1  "OLEST  Jesus,  source  of  ev'ry  grace, 
JL3     From  far  to  view  thy  smiling  face, 
While  absent  thus  by  faith  we  live. 
Exceeds  all  joys  that  earth  can  give. 

2  But  0  !  what  ecstacy  unknown 

Fills  the  wide  circle  round  thy  throne 
Where  ev'ry  rapt'rous  hour  appears 
Nobler  than  millions  of  our  years  ! 

3  Millions  by  millions  multiplied 

Shall  ne'er  thy  saints  from  thee  divide  ; 
But  the  blight  legions  live  and  praise 
Through  all  thy  own  immortal  days. 


JUDGMENT.  745 

4  0  happy  dead,  in  thee  that  sleep, 

Tliongh  o'er  their  mould 'ring  dust  we  weep  I 
0  faitliful  Savior,  who  shall  come 
That  dust  to  ransom  from  the  tomb ! 

5  While  thine  unerring  word  imparts 
So  rich  a  cordial  to  our  hearts, 

Through  tears  our  triumphs  shall  be  shown, 
Though  round  their  graves  and  near  our  owa« 


^L 


JUDGMENT. 

1  0(^q  8.  7.  4.  Oliver, 

±^\JtJ      rpj^g  Second  Coming  of  Christ. 

0  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favor'd  sinners  slain, 
Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train ! 

And  with  pleasure, 
Magnify  his  awful  name. 

Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 

Pierced  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing. 

Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain — 
Heaven  and  earth,  shall  flee  away ; 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded. 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day; 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away ! 

Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected. 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  ! 
Hallelujah  ! 

See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 


746  JUDGMENT. 

19^4-  6's&8's.  Burnham. 

-'-'^"^  "Shall  see  the  Son  of  Man  coming.'^ 
Matt.  xxiv.  33,  31 ;  xxv.  31-46. 

1  (~\^  yonder  glorious  height, 
\_/  King  Jesus  doth  appear, 
Upon  the  judgment  seat 
With  millions  at  his  bar  ; 

Behold  !  the  awful  Judge  is  come, 
To  speak  their  everlasting  doom. 

2  Sinners  must  now  come  forth, 
And  stand  before  the  Lord, 
Whose  word  the.y  scorn'd  on  earth, 
Whose  children  they  abhorr'd  ; 

Then  speaks  the  Judge,  "  Ye  sinners,  go 
From  my  bless'd  face  to  endless  woe." 

3  But  now,  my  soul,  behold 
That  host  at  his  right  hand  ; 
O  see  the  blood-wash'd  world 
Boldly  before  him  stand  ; 

How  pleas'd  they  look,  how  bright  they  shine, 
While  Jesus  cries,  "  These,  these  are  mine  : 

4  •'*  These  are  my  holy  race  ; 
These  shall  resound  my  fame  ; 
Sav'd  by  redeeming  grace, 
They  loved  and  fear'd  my  name  ; 

And  these  shall  now  ascend  with  me 
To  mansions  of  eternal  day." 

19fi^  8.8.6.  Rippon'sCol. 

^^^*^ Longing  for  a  place  at  the  right  hattd 

of  the  Judge. 

'HEX  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 
come 
To  fetch  thy  ransomed  people  home. 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die. 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all : 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought? 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out. 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thj'  grace  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 

In  that  most  solemn  day  ; 


JUDGMENT.  747 

Thy  pardoninff  voice,  0  let  me  hear, 
And  still  my  iiubi.licving  fear; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 
4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound. 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  : 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

1  9fif^  8.  7.  4.  Rippon's  Col. 

±-jUU  j^q^  Jig  comelh. 

1  T  O  !  he  Cometh  !  countless  trumpets 
.1  A  Blow,  to  raise  the  sleeping  dead  ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 

See  their  great  exalted  Head  ! 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers. 

Through  the  eternal  deep  resounds  ; 
Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail-prints, 

Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds  ; 
They  who  pierc'd  him, 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saiuts  behold  the  Judge  appear; 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him. 

Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  ! 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 

4  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

Enter  into  litV-  and  joy  ! 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows. 

Endless  praise  be  your  employ!" 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  to  the  skies  ! 

5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glory, 

Jesus  brings  them  to  the  King ; 
There,  with  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 
They  eternal  anthems  sing  ; 
Hallelujah, 
Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb. 
T  Of»7  L.  M.  Eippon's  Col. 

±Z/  U  I  y/jg  kingdoms  of  the  World  become  the 
Kingdom  of  our  Lord. — Rev.  xi.  15-18. 

1  T  ET  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high, 
I  V  Let  shouts  be  heard  through  all  the  sky; 


748  JUGDMENT. 

Kings  of  earth,  with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  power  assume, 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  ; 
Jesus  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign. 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  slay  the  saints  no  more  ; 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear, 
Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

1  0(^Q  L.  M.  Watts. 

■^■^^^  Christ  reigning  in  Heaven,  and  coming 

to  Judgment. 

1  I  I  E  reigns  ;  the  Lo  rd,  the  Savoir  reigns ; 
l~l     Praise  him  in  e  vaugelic  strains ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  ia  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  !  he  comes. 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs, 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay. 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

lOaq  C.  M.  Watts. 

±^\JU     rj^^Q  everlasting  absence  of  God 
intolerable. 

1  rp^IAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

I      Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  all  must  stand  before  the  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart?^ 


JUDGMENT.  749 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  "NVliat  !  to  lie  banish'd  from  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  ! 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 

Yet  death  for  ever  fly ! 

6  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair. 
To  see  my  God  remove. 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

6  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast. 
Without  a  gracious  srniie  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

7  0  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 
Where  my  salvation  stands  ! 

8  Give  me  one  kind  assuring  word 

To  sink  my  fears  again  : 
•  And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  three  score  years  and  ten. 

1970  ^•*^-  Watts. 

±Zj  I  U  j\rrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment 

Seal. 

1  "IXTITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song, 

W      Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thou,  sovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

5  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trust 

In  thy  abundant  gi-ace  ; 
For  thou  hast  ne'er  forsook  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 


750  JUDGMENT. 

Who  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

"1  271  CM.  Watta. 

j.^  I  J.        The  lastJudgment. 

1  rriHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

I       Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin," 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prei:^re  his  way. 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear, 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

6  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 
"  Who  are  redeem'd  to  God, 
By  their  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
Who  Avash'd  them  in  his  blood: 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  to  light, 
Shall  make  the  world  confess 
My  sentence  of  reward  is  right. 
And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

1979  ^•^^-  Watts. 

±jU  t  ^        The  judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

1  XXTHEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 

W      And  saints  surround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend. 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  '  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 

Will  I  the  world  reprove ; 
Altars  and  rites  and  forms  are  vain. 
Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 

To  bring  their  sacrifice? 
They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true. 
But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight, 

And  sin  without  control? 


JUDGMENT.  751 

But  God  will  bring  3'our  crimes  to  light 
With  terror  to  j'our  soul. 

5  'Till  that  great  day,  in  your  disguise, 
•You  may  a  saint  appear  ; 
But  -wheu  to  judgment  3^ou  arise, 
Your  doom  shall  all  men  hear. 

197^  L.  M.  Rippon'sCol 

J.^  1  O      2Tie  second  appearance  of  Christ. 

2  Peter  iii.  11,  12. 

1  l\/f"Y  waken'd  soul,  extend  thy  wings 

It  I      Beyond  the  verge  of  mortal  things  ; 
See  this  vain  world  in  smoke  decay, 
And  rocks  and  mountains  melt  away. 

2  Behold  the  fiery  deluge  roll, 

Through  heaven's  wide  arch,  from  pole  to 
Pale  sun,  no  more  thy  lustre  boast :  [pole  ; 
Tremble  and  fall,  ye  starry  host. 

3  This  wreck  of  nature  all  around — 

The  angel's  shout,  the  trumpet's  sound, 
Loud  the  descending  Judge  proclaim, 
And  echo  his  tremendous  name. 

4  Children  of  Adam,  all  appear 
With  rev'rence  round  his  awful  bar; 
For,  as  his  lips  pronounce,  ye  go 
To  endless  bliss,  or  endless  wo  ? 

5  Lord,  to  my  faith  thy  grace  display 
Frequent  through  each  returning  day  ; 
And  let  that  grace  my  soul  prepare 
To  meet  my  full  redemption  there  ! 

1  274  ^-  ^'  Doddridge. 

±Zj  t  ^  The  final  Senlence  and  Happiness  of 

the  Righteous. — Matt.  xxv.  34. 

1  A  TTEXD,  my  ear  ;  my  heart,  rejoice, 
./%     While  Jesus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hosts. 

Makes  his  last  sentence  known. 

2  When  sinners,  banish'd  from  his  face, 

To  punishment  are  driven  ; 
His  voice,  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  saints  to  heaven  : 

3  "  Bless'd  of  ray  Father,  all  draw  near, 

Eeceive  the  great  reward  ; 
And  rise,  with  raptures,  to  possess 
The  kingdom  God  prepar'd. 


752  JUDGMENT. 

4  "  Eve  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
His  sov'reign  purpose  wrought, 
And  rear'd  those  palaces  divine, 
To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

6  "  There  shall  you  reign  unnumber'd  years, 
Protected  by  my  power  ; 
While  sin  and  death,  and  pain,  and  cares, 
Shall  vex  your  souls  no  more." 

6  Come,  dear  majestic  Savior  !  come, 
This  jubilee  proclaim  ! 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  raise 
So  great,  so  dear  a  name. 

1  07^  L.  M.  Watts'  Lyrics. 

j.Zi  I  iJ  Come,  Lord  .Jesus. 

1  "IXrHEN  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen  ? 

VV    When  shall  our  eyes  behold  our  God? 
What  lengths  of  distance  lie  between, 
And  hills  of  guilt !  a  heavy  load  ! 

2  Our  months  are  ages  of  delay, 
And  slowly  every  minute  wears  : 
Fly,  winged  time,  and  roll  away 

These  tedious  rounds  of  sluggish  years  !  . 

3  Ye  heavenly  gates,  loose  all  your  chains  ! 
Let  th'  eternal  pillars  bow  ! 

Blest  Savior  !  cleave  the  starry  plains, 
And  make  the  crystal  mountains  flow ! 

4  Hark,  how  thy  saints  nnite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wait  the  gen'ral  doom  ! 
Come,  Thou,  the  soul  of  all  our  joys  ! 
Thou,  the  Desire  of  Nations,  come  ! 

5  Put  thy  bright  robes  of  triumph  on. 
And  bless  our  eyes,  and  bless  our  ears, 
Thou  absent  Love,  thou  dear  Unknown, 
Thou  fairest  of  ten  thousand  fairs  1 


HEAVEN.  753 


HEAVEN. 

1  97fi  7's&6's.         Gaclsby's  Col. 

±  ^  I  U  jff^g  Christianas  Prospect  of  Meaven. 

Luke  xii.  32. 

1  "V/T^S,  I  shall  soon  be  landed 

1       On  yonder  shores  of  bliss  , 
There,  with  my  powers  expanded, 
Shall  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

2  Yes,  I  shall  soon  be  seated 

With  Jesus  on  his  throne  ; 
My  foes  be  all  defeated, 

And  sacred  peace  made  kno'WTi, 

3  With  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 

I  shall  for  ever  reign, 
Sweet  joy  and  peace  inherit, 
And  every  good  obtain. 

4  I  soon  shall  reach  the  harbor, 

To  which  I  speed  the  way  ; 
Shall  cease  ffom  all  my  labor, 

And  there  for  ever  stay. 
6  Sweet  Spirit,  guide  me  over 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea; 
Keep  me,  0  holy  Lover, 

For  I  confide  in  thee. 

6  0  that  in  death's  dark  swelling 
I  may  be  help'd  to  sing, 
And  pass  the  river,  telling 
The  triumphs  of  my  King. 

T077                       8.6.  Hart. 

J-^  *  *  The  SainVs  Inheritance 2  Cor.  vii.  1. 

1  "PERFECT  holiness  of  spirit, 

i        Saints  above,  full  of  love. 
With  the  Lamb  inherit. 

2  This  inheritance,  believer 

Faith  alone  views  thy  own, 
Safe  and  sure  for  ever. 

3  True,  twas  thine  from  everlasting; 

But  the  bliss  of  it  is 
Kuown  to  thee  by  tasting. 


754  HEAVEN. 

4  Thoiigh  tliou  here  receive  but  little  ; 
Scarce  enough  for  the  proof 
Of  thy  proper  title  ; 

6  Urge  thy  claim  through  all  unfitness  ; 
Sue  it  out,  spuriiiug  doubt ; 
The  Holy  Ghost's  thy  witness. 

6  Cite  the  will  of  his  own  sealing  ; 

Title  good,  sign'd  with  blood, 
Valid  and  unfailing. 

7  When  thy  title  thou  discernest, 

Humbly  then  sue  again 
For  continual  earnest. 

1070  CM.  Sonnets. 

±Zj  I  (J        Thirsting  for  Heaven. 

1  AH!  when  with  saints,  where  Jesus  reigns, 
i\     My  soul  hath  found  a  place, 

I'll  sing  in  loud  exalted  strains, 
A  song  of  boundless  grace. 

2  Nor  will  my  pleasure,  peace,  and  J07, 

In  that  eternal  noon, 
Become  extinct,  decay,  or  cloy, 
But  e'er  maintain  their  bloom. 

3  I  there  will,  also,  raise  a  nqte 

Of  praise  to  Christ  my  King, 
Which  I  shall  with  my  warbling  throat 
Through  endless  ages  sing. 

4  There  darksome  clouds  are  never  seen 

To  veil  the  happy  mind  ; 
But  all  is  light,  and  all  serene, 
And  God  profusely  kind. 

5  Not  plagu'd,  and  vex'd,  with  sin  and  care. 

As  is  the  case  below ; 
But  undisturb'd,  when  seated  there, 
And  nought  but  pleasure  know. 

6  With  joyful  lips  I  there  shall  own 

God  just  in  all  his  ways. 
And  bow  to  him  who  fills  the  throne. 
And  give  him  lasting  praise. 

7  Angels,  and  happy  saints,  there  shine 

In  radiance  of  the  day  ; 
So  I,  enwrapp'd  in  rays  divine, 
Shall  shine  as  bright  as  they. 

8  Yes,  I  shall  dwell  in  realms  of  rest 

Thi-ough  everlasting  years : 


HEAVEN.  I  JO 

And  be  esteemed  a  welcome  guest 
By  all  the  heav'nly  peers. 

9  Nor  will  my  song  tlieir  anthems  mar, 
But  rather  swell  the  sound, 
When  like  a  bright,  a  morning  star, 
I'm  tliere  amongst  them  found. 

10  Make  haste,  0  hai)py  day,  make  haste. 
That  I  may  quit  tliis  clod, 
And  of  immortal  glories  taste, 
And  ever  dwell  with  God. 

"]  97Q  ^•^^-  Sonnets. 

±^  I  ^  ChrisVs  Care  of  his  Saints  while  here 

beloio. 

1  A  LTHOUGH  my  Lord  is  now  enthron'd 
J\.    Before  his  Father's  face, 

Yet  here  below  he  may  be  found 
In  gardens  of  his  grace. 

2  He  sweetly  waters  ev'ry  tree, 

And  makes  them  upward  spring : 
His  grace  affords  tliat  we  may  see 
Wliat  rich  increase  they  bring. 

3  And  he  among  the  spicy  beds, 

Makes  grace  and  mercy  flow 
And  very  cheerfully  he  feeds, 
Where  fruits  both  thrive  and  grow. 

4  He  likewise  gathers  there  a  crop 

Of  lilies  without  toil ; 
And  when  full  ripe,  he  picks  them  up 
To  deck  a  heavenly  soil. 

1  280  ^-  ^^'  '^•'^**s- 

j.^(j\j  Freedom  from  sin  and  misery  in 

Heaven. 

1  /^UR  sins,  alas,  how  strong  they  be  ! 
v_/     And  like  a  raging  sea 

They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee. 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble  how  th«y  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar  ! 
But  death  shall  laud  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the. heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move. 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 


756  HEAVEN. 

4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell 

Th§  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  lieavenly  rajTtures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  theme  of  every  song. 

1  9Q1  L.  M.  Watts. 

^^^^  The  business  and  blessedness  of  glori- 
fied Saints. — Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

1  ^  "VTrHAT  happy  men,  or  angels  these, 

VV   Tliatall  their  robes  are  spotless  white? 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heavenl}'  light?' 

2  From  torturing  racks  and  burning  fires. 
And  seas  of  their  own  blood  tliey  came  ; 
But  nobler  blood  has  washed  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  the  almighty  throne, 
With  loud  hosannas  night  and  day 
Sweet  anthems  to  th'  eternal  One 
Measure  their  bless'd  eternity. 

4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  tliirst  be  gone 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun. 

5  The  Lamb  who  dwells  amidst  the  throne 
Shall  shed  around  his  milder  beams, 
There  shall  they  feast  on  liis  rich  love. 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew 
Through  the  vast  round  of  endless  years, 
And  the  soft  hand  of  sovereign  grace 
Heal  all  their  wounds,  and  wipe  their  tears. 

T  900  CM.  Watts. 

±*jOZ;  rpj^g  Martyrs  glorified. — Rev.  vii.  13. 

1  ^rilHESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they 

I  shine ! 

Whence  all  their  white  array  ? 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
Of  everlasting  day?' 

2  From  torturing  pains  to  endless  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 


HEAVEN.  757 

Ana  strangely  washed  their  raiment  :wliite 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveiled  glories  of  his  face 

Amongst  his  saints  reside, 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls 

And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise, 
And  Love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eycjs. 

1  OQO  CM.  Watts. 

±^<JO    y/ie  humble  Worship  of  Heaven. 

1  T71ATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 

P      The  place  of  thine  abode, 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  pai't  with  all  the  joys  of  sense 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  theuce 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 
6  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 
The  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  the  eternal  All. 

6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  host 
In  duty  and  in  bliss. 
While  less  than  nothing  1  would  boast, 
And  vanity  confess. 


758  HEAVEN. 

7  The  more  thy  glories  strike  my  eyes, 
The  humbler  I  shall  lie  ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Unmeasurably  high. 

1  OQA  C.  M.  Watts. 

±jLiO^       Spiritual  and  Eiei^nal  Joys. 

1  TT^ROM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise, 

P      And  run  eternal  rounds, 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 

Shall  death  itself  outbrave 

Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 

And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns 

In  heaven's  unmeasured  space, 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 

4  Millions  of  years  my  wondering  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove, 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 
6  Sweet  Jesus,  every  smile  of  thine 
Shall  fresh  endearments  bring, 
A  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  spring. 

6  Haste,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  soul 
Up  to  thy  blest  abode, 
Fly,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Savior  and  my  God. 

"lOOfx  CM.  Doddridge. 

1.Zj(D*J  ffappiness  approaching. — Rom .  xiii .  11 . 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
J\.    And  raise  your  voices  high ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 

That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  Irings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
And  each  revolving  year  ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 


HEAVEN.  759 

4  Ye  wheels  of  natrre,  fspeed  your  coarse! 
Ye  mortal  powers  decay  ! 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

19^^  ^  ^^-  Mrs.  Steele. 

J.-/OU         The  Joyii  of  Heaven. 

1  /^OME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
\J     Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue  ; 

And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Sorrow  and  pain,  and  every  care, 

And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere, 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soxil,  from  sin  for  ever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 
But,  clothed  in  spotless  purity. 
Redeeming  love  adcre. 

4  There  on  a  throne,  (how  dazzling  bright!) 

The  exalted  Savior  shines  ; 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs  ; 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  the  angelic  choir. 

1  9Q7  lO's.  Straphan. 

J-^O*  Heaven. 

1  /^N  wings  of  faith,  mount  up,  ray  soul,  and 
yj        rise ; 

View  thy  inheritance  beyond  the  skies  ; 

Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can 
tell, 

What  endless  pleasures  in  those  mansions 
dwell ; 

Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glo- 
rious, 

O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victo- 
rious. 

2  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad,  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  blest  covmtry  can  admission  gain ; 


760  HEAVEN. 

No  sorro-w  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear, 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling  tear; 
Here  our  Eedeemer  lives,  &c. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Its  blooming  head,  and  sovereign  virtue  bears; 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

4  No  rising  sun  his  needless  beam  displays. 
No  sickly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays  ; 
The  Godhead  here  celestial  glory  sheds, 
The  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads ; 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

6  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion  fires! 
Jesus  !  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires  ! 
"When  shall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive. 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to  live? 
For  there  my  Savior  is  all  bright  and  glorious. 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victo- 
rious. 

"lOQO  CM.  Stennett. 

±j;jOO        rpf^g  Promised  Land. 

1  /"\N  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
vy     And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortiil  grow  ; 
There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God  the  Sun  for  ever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death. 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 


HEAYEN.  761 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 
Can  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  ai-ound  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

1  9QQ  C.  M.  Primitive. 

A.^Oa  rphe  Peace  and  Repose  of  Heaven. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  place  of  hallow'd  peace 
I     For  those  with  cares  oppress'd  ; 
"NVlien  sighs  and  sorrowing  tears  shall  cease 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 
•2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears, 
And  doubts  which  here  annoy  ; 
There  the}-  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more  ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alio}' ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

1  9QA  L.  M.  Primitive. 

1.ZjO\J  rphe  Better  Land. 

1  rriHERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 

i      In  visions  of  enraptur'd  thought ; 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies. 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise, 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode  : 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  shall  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 

"I  9Q1  C.  M.  Primitive. 

±^^X  The  final  Adieu. 

1  mHERE  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss 
X     Above  the  starry  skies ; 


I  1 


762  HEAVEN. 

Oppress'd  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
I  thither  lift  my  eyes. 

2  'Tis  there  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

And  all  is  peace  within  ; 
The  mind,  with  guilt  no  more  oppress'd 
Is  tranquil  and  serene. 

3  Discord  and  strife  are  banish'd  thence 

Distrust  and  slavish  fear ; 
No  more  we  hear  the  pensive  sigh, 
Or  see  the  falling  tear. 

4  Farewell  to  earth,  and  earthly  things  ; 

In  vain  they  tempt  my  stay  ; 
Come,  angels,  spread  your  joyful  wings, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

5  I  long  to  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  sing  his  praises  too  ; 
Adieu,  companions,  dearest  friends; 
Vain  world,  once  more,  adieu. 

1  OQO  CM.  Primitive. 

±.^OjLi   Happiness  of  the  Saints  in  Olory. 

1  "TT"OW  happy  are  the  souls  above  ! 
JiL    From  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
With  Jesus  thej^  are  now  at  rest. 

And  all  his  glor}'  see. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cry, 

"  That  brought  us  near  to  God  !" 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise  they  shout 
The  virtue  of  his  blood. 

3  Sweet  gi  atitude  inspires  their  songs, 

Ambitious  to  proclaim. 
Before  tbe  Father's  awful  throne. 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

4  With  wondering  joy  their  lips  recount 

Their  fears  and  dangers  past ; 
And  bless  the  wisdom,  power,  and  4ove, 
Which  brought  them  home  at  last. 

5  Lord,  let  the  merits  of  thy  death 

To  me,  like  them,  be  given  ; 
And  I,  like  them,  will  shout  thy  praise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  heaven. 

"lOQQ  CM.  Primitive. 

A-^otJ  Glories  of  Heaven. 


T 


AR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 


HEAVEN.  7G3 

And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight,  I 

Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair,  distant  land— could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  onr  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ! 

3  No  cloud  those  blissfid  regions  know — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair —  j 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  0  may  the  heavenly  jirospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

5  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high  ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise,  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

1  9Q.i  C.  M.  Watts. 

-^  -^  ^  ^     The  Blessed  Society  in  Heaven. 

1  ~0  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
_LV     Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  say,  There's  naught  below  the  sun 

That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

2  Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings, 

And  tread  the  courts  above  ; 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things 
Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love. 

3  There,  on  a  high  majestic  throne 

The  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright  like  the  sun  the  Savior  sits. 

And  spreads  eternal  noon, 
No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights. 
To  ^ant  the  feeble  moon.  j 

5  Amidst  those  ever-shining  skies,  j  . 

Behold  the  sacred  Dove,  1 

While  banished  sin  and  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  s  iints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 
And  bless  the  Holy  One. 


^o 


764  HEATEN. 

7  But  0  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 

Transport  them  all  the  while  ! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  every  smile  ! 

8  Jesus,  0  when  shall  that  dear  day, 

That  joyful  hour  appear, 
When  I  shall  leave  this  hoiise  of  clay 
To  dwell  amongst  them  there  ? 

T  9Q  ^  C.  M.  Watta. 

±^OfJ     rpj^g  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven 

THE  delights,  the  heavenly  joys, 
The  glories  of  the  place 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the.  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above     ■ 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his. 

That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand, 
And  all  the  saints  adore. 

5  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  glories  shine, 
And  circle  it  around. 

6  This  is  the  man,  the  exalted  man 

Whom  we  unseen  adore  : 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

7  Lord,  how  our  souls  are  all  on  fire 

To  see  thy  blest  abode, 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

8  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  the  sight 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay, 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away. 


HEAYEN.  765 

J-^o\J  My  Falher's  Will. 

1  A     CHILD  of  Jehovah,  a  subject  of  grace, 
J\_  I'm  of  the  seed  royal — a  digriifrd  race  ; 
An  heir  of  salvation,  redeemed  with  blood, 
I'll  own  ray  relation,  my  Father  is  God  ! 

2  He  loved  me  of  old,  and  he  loveth  me  still ; 
Before  the  creation  he  gave  me  by  will, 

A  portion  worth  more  than  the  Indies  of  gold. 
Which  cannot  be  wasted,  nor  mortgaged,  nor 
sold. 

3  He  gave  me  a  Surety,  a  covenant  Head, 

To  live  in  my  name,  and  to  die  in  my  stead  ; 
He  gave  me  a  righteousness  wholly  divine, 
And  view'd  all  the  merits  of  Jesus  as  mine. 

4  He  gave  a  Preceptor  infallibly  wise, 

And  treasures  of  grace  to  be  sent  in  supplies  ; 
Yea,  all  that  I  ask  for,  my  Father  hath  given 
To  help  me  on  earth,  and  to  crown  me  in 
heaven. 

5  He  gave  me  a  will  to  accept  what  he  gave, 
Tliough  I  was  averse  to  his  purpose  to  save  ; 
He  wrote  in  his  will  myrepentance  and  faitli. 
And  all  my  enjoyments  for  life  and  for  death. 

6  M}'  trials  and  sorrows,  my  conflicts  and  cai'es, 
Tlie  spirit  of  pray'r  and  the  answer  of  pray'rs. 
The  steps  that  I  tread,  and  the  station  I  fill. 
My  Father  determined  and  wrote  in  his  will. 

7  My  cross  and  my  crown  are  both  will'd  by 

my  God, 
He  swore  to  his  will,  and  then  seal'd  it  with 

blood  ; 
'Tis  prov'd  by  the  Spirit,  the  witness  within, 
'Tis  mine  to  inherit,  I'll  glory  begin. 


766  MISCELLANEOUS. 


MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 

1  9Q7  ^•^^-  Sonnets. 

■^'^'^  *  Perseverance. 

1  nnilE  sinner  who,  by  precious  faith, 

I      Has  felt  his  sins  forgiven, 
Is,  from  that  moment,  pass'd  from  death, 
And  seal'd  an  heir  of  heaven. 

2  Though  thousand  snares  enclose  his  feet, 

Not  one  shall  hold  him  fast ; 
Whatever  dangers  he  may  meet, 
He  shall  be  safe  at  last. 

3  Not  as  the  world  the  Savior  gives  ; 

He  is  no  fickle  friend ; 
Whom  once  he  loves  he  never  leaves. 
But  loves  him  to  the  end. 

4  The  man  that  would  this  truth  withstand. 

Would  pull  God's  temple  down; 
Wrest  Jesus'  sceptre  from  his  hand, 
And  spoil  him  of  his  crown. 

5  Satan  might  then  full  victory  boast. 

The  church  might  wholly  fall ; 
If  one  believer  may  be  lost. 
It  follows,  so  may  all. 

6  But  Christ  in  ev'ry  age  has  prov'd 

Invincible  and  true  ; 
If  this  foundation  be  remov'd, 
What  shall  the  righteous  do? 

7  Brethren,  by  this  your  claim  abide, 

This  title  to  your  bliss  ; 
Whatever  loss  you  bear  beside, 
Oh,  never  give  up  this  ! 

1  OQQ  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

^■^^  ^ Remembering  all  the  icay  the  Lord  has 

led  him. — Deut.  viii.  2. 

1  rriHUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 

I     And  made  his  trut'i  and  mercy  known ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise. 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs. 

2  Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 


MISCELLANEOUS.  767 

Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  ray  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 

3  Temptations  everywhere  annoy. 

And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy  : 
My  eartlily  j^ys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  soul,  with  various  tempests  toss'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  cross'd, 
Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend. 

And  wonders  where  tlic  scene  will  end. 

• 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 

6  'Tis  even  so  ;  thy  faithful  love 

Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  , 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  All  in  all. 

1  9QQ  L.M.  Doddridge. 

±^fjfj   The  presence,  glory,  andpotoer  of 
Christ. 

1  TXriTH  transport,  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim 

VV    Th'  immortal  honors  of  tliy  name  ; 
Although  ascended  to  thy  throne, 
Thou  still  art  present  with  thine  own. 

2  High  on  his  Father's  royal  seat, 
Our  Jesus  shone  divinely  great; 

Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warm'd, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd. 

3  Through  all  succeeding  ages,  he 

The  same  hath  been — the  same  shall  be  ; 
Immortal  radiance  gilds  his  head, 
While  stars  and  suns  wax  old,  and  fade. 

4  The  same  his  pow'r  his  flock  to  guard  ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward  : 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love, 
To  saints  on  earth  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die  ; 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  chosen  high  ; 

And  fix  them  near  his  heavenly  throne, 
In  glory  changeless  as  his  own. 
1  OAA  L.M. 

d.tj\j\j      jeiius  hath  the  Key  of  Heaven. 

ITH  what  delight  faith  lifts  her  eyes. 
To  view  the  courts  where  Jesus  dwell? 


'W 


768  mSCELLANEOUS. 

Jesus,  who  reigns  above  the  skieg, 
And  here  below  his  grace  reveals. 

2  Of  God's  own  house  the  sacred  key 
Is  borne  by  his  majestic  hand  ; 
Mansions  and  treasures  there  I  see 
Subjected  all  to  his  command. 

3  He  shuts,  and  worlds  might  strive  in  vain 
The  mighty  obstacle  to  move  ; 

He  looses  all  their  bars  again, 

And  who  shall  shut  the  gates  of  love  ! 

4  Fix'd  in  omnipotence,  be  bears 
The  glories  of  his  Father's  name  ; 
Sustains  his  people's  weighty  cares, 
Through  ev'ry  changing  age  the  same. 

5  My  little  all  I  here  suspend, 

Where  the  whole  weight  of  heay'n  is  hung  ; 
Secure  I  rest  on  such  a  friend, 
And  into  raptures  wake  my  tongue 

T  QA1  CM.  Newton. 

J.  O  U  i  Vanity  of  Life, 

1  rriHE  evils  that  beset  our  path, 

I     Who  can  j^revent  or  cure  ; 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn  ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress, 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey  ; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4  A  fever  or  a  blow  can  shake 

Our  wisdom's  boasted  rule. 
And  of  the  brightest  genius  make 
A  mad  man  or  a  fool. 

5  The  gourds  from  which  we  look  for  fruit. 

Procure  us  only  pain  ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

6  I  pity  those  who  seek  no  more 

Than  this  vain  world  can  give ; 
Wretched  are  they,  and  blind,  and  poor, 
And  dying  while  they  live. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  769 

7  Since  sin  has  fill'd  the  world  with  woe, 
And  creatures  fade  and  die. 
Lord,  weau  our  hearts  from  things  below, 
Aud  fix  our  hopes  on  high. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

1  OAO  8.  7.  Newton. 

■^  *^^ '^ Breathing  for  the  favor  of  the  Father, 

Son,  and  Spirit. — 2  Cor.  xiii.  14. 

1  ']\/f"AY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Savior, 
l\i      And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  aud  the  Lord ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  can  not  aflford, 

T  QAQ  S.  M.  Hart. 

iOUO        I  jojjjj  ^^  7  .  ps  (.jji  20-22. 

1      "TTT'ITH  all  the  heavenly  host, 
W      Let  Christians  join  to  laud 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, — 
Our  Savior  and  our  God. 

T  ^04-  7's-  Hart. 

1  /  ^  LORY  to  the  Eternal  be, 

yJT    Three-in-One,  and  One-in-Three; 
God  that  pitied  sinners  lost, — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

"IQA^  C.  M.  Watts. 

LOVO  ICor.  X.  31. 

1  f^  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  name, 
VT    Who,  from  our  sinful  race, 
Chose  out  his  favorites  to  proclaim 

The  honors  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid. 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  awav. 
25 


770  DOXOLOOIES. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whose  almiglity  power 
The  saints  their  heavenly  birth  derive, 
And  bless  the  happy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

The  eternal  Three-in-One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 
T  OA^  L.  M.  Kent. 

±OUU  Psalm  cxvii. 

1  "pRA-ISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
1      Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

1307  s.  M. 

1      "^T'E  angels  round  the  throne, 

_jL      And  saints,  that  dwell  below. 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

1308  ^M- 

1  TTOSANNA  to  king  David's  Son 
XJ_    Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth. 

1309  ^'^'  Watts. 

1     A  LL  glory  to  thy  wondrous  name, 
J\_  Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love. 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praise  the  Heavenly  Dove, 

1310  °-  ■"• 

1  "VTOW  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
JLi      And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Y^\l  S.M.  Watts. 

1      /^  IVE  to  the  Father  praise, 
Vjr    Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  tho  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honor  done. 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


Perfections  of  God 

ItoGl 

Creation  and  Providence 

62—84 

The  Fall 

85—97 

Tlie  Scriptures 

98—108 

Tlie  Law 

109-121 

The  gospel 

122—119 

Incarnation  of  the  Son  of*  God 

150—182 

Vital  Union  of  Christ  and  the  Church  183—215 

Election  and  Decrees  of  God 

2]  6—245 

Regeneration  and  New  Birth 

24G— 219 

Pardon 

250—252 

Covenant  of  Grace 

25:^-2<)l 

Adoption 

262—209 

Redemption 

270—287 

Atonement 

288—297 

Justification 

298—309 

Righteousness 

300—315 

Character  and  Offices  of  Christ 

316-372 

Priesthood  of  Christ 

373-392 

Revelation 

393—397 

Kingdom  and  Government  of  Christ 

398-414 

Buti'erings  and  Death  of  Christ 

415—434 

Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ  435 — 155 

Intercession  of  Christ 

456—460 

The  Promises 

461 — 163 

Salvation  by  Grace 

464—484 

Grace 

485—499 

The  Holy  Spirit 

500—50" 

Faith 

508— 5ST 

Conversion 

638  -533 

Repentance 

554—573 

Hope 

574—589 

Love 

590—624 

Humility 

625—642 

Fear 

643—648 

Resignation 

649-668 

Peace 

669—673 

Joy 

674—681 

Zeal 

682—690 

Trust 

691—710 

Tribulation 

711 -737 

Encouragement 

738-769 

Preservation  of  the  saints  to  glory 

770-803 

772 


INDEX  OP  SUBJECTS. 


Rest  for  the  Weafry 

Farewell 

The  Church 

Prayer 

Praise 

Thauksgiving 

Communion  Tfith  God 

The  Christian 

Conflicts  and  Deliverance 

Christian  Experience 

Admonition 

Baptism 

The  Lord's  Supper 

Washing  the  Saints'  Feet 

Before  Preaching 

After  Preaching 

Times  and  Seasons 

Time  and  Eternity 

Death 

Resurrection 

Judgment 

Heaven 

The  Will 

Miscellaneous 

Doxologies 


80-1—819 

820—826 

827-8()S 

869—932 

93:J— Wj6 

967—971 

972-4)77 

978—1000 

1001—1060 

1061—1095 

1096—1106 

1107—1152 

1153- 1176 

1177—1178 

1179-1193 

1194—1202 

J203— 1208 

1209—1218 

1219-1257 

12  J8— 1262 

12d3— 1275 

1276—1296 

—      1297 

129S— 1306 


±  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  773 


A    TABLE 

OP     THE 

FIRST    LINES. 


TJie  Figures  express  the  Mimbers  of  the  Psalms 
and  Hymns  as  they  are  now  arranged. 

A  beggar  poor,  at  mercy's  door  873 

A  child  of  Jehovah,  a  subject  of  grace  12S)6 

A  crumb  of  mercy,  Lord,  I  crave  884 

Adam,  our  father  and  our  head  423 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone  528 

Adore  and  tremble,  for  our  God  42 

A  friend  there  is,  your  voices  join  753 

Afflicted  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near  750 

Afflictions  do  not  come  alone  766 

Affliction  is  a.  stormy  deep  1029 

A  few  more  days  on  earth  to  stay  1218 

A  form  of  words,  however  sound  1072 

A  good  High  Priest  has  come  390 

A  glance  from  heaven,  with  sweet  effect  736 

A  garden  fenc'd  from  common  earth  802 

A  word  from  Jesus  calms  the  sea  1025 

Ah  !  but  for  free  and  sovereign  grac^  1063 

Ah  !  I  shall  soon  be  dying  1235 

Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death  1253 

Ah,  Lord  !  ah,  Lord  !  what  have  I  done  571 

Ah,  when  with  saints  where  Jesus  reigns  1278 

Ah  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart,  642 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  562 

Alas  !  poor  soul,  what  ails  thee  now  1069 

Alas !  what  hourly  dangers  rise  904 

All  glorj'  to  thy  wondrous  name  1310 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  331 

All  mortal  vanities  begone  405 

All  the  elected  train  227 

Almighty  King  !  whose  wondrous  hand  497 

Almiglity  Father  !  gracious  Lord  71 

Aloud  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace  610 

Although  my  Lord  is  now  enthron'd  1279 


774  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Although  the  righteous  man  may  fall  798 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound  488 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  684 

Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state  19 

Amidst  ten  thousand  dangers  772 

Amidst  ten  thousand  anxious  cares  888 

Amidst  these  various  scenes  of  ills  10:50 

Among  the  list  of  worthies  found  972 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  56 

And  art  thou  witli  us,  gracious  Lord  523 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high  G.50 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just  288 

And  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  to  thee  fi08 

And  must  it,  Lord,  be  so  103G 

And  must  this  body  die  1232 

And  now  the  Savior  goes  440 

And  Vt'hyl  dear  Savior,  tell  me  why  41G 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away  450 

A  potent  monarch,  'tis  declar'd  307 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat  882 

Arise,  my  gracious  God  902 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers  993 
Arise,  my  thoughts,  and  trace  the  spring      189 

As  branches  from  the  vine  214 

As  birds  their  infant  brood  protect,  4G3 

As  Moses  lifts  the  serpent  high  138 

As  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast  249 

As  needles  point  towards  the  pole  536 

As  on  the  cross  the  Savior  hung  474 

As  the  Sun's  enlivening  e3'e  82G 

As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains  704 

Asleep  jn  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  1257 

Assist  my  soul,  my  heavenly  King  246 

A  sovereign  Protector  I  have  780 

Astonish'd  and  distress'd  97 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home  503 

Attend,  my  ear,  my  heart  rejoice  1274 

At  the  birth  of  Christ  the  King  173 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord  llGG 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song  9G0 

Awake,  awake,  arise  176 

Awake,  awake,  the  sacred  song  1G9 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  soiand,  546 

Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue  311 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays  20 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve  687 

Awake,  sweet  gratitude,  and  sing  456 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes  1286 


A  TABLE  OF  FIKST  LINES. 


775 


Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King 
A  word  from  Jesus  calms  the  sea 


54 
1025 


Backward  with  humble  shame  we  look  86 

Before  the  covenant  angel's  face  309 

Before  the  Day-Star  knew  his  place  206 

Before  the  Sun,  the  fount  of  light  236 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme  4(31 

Begone,  unbelief ;  my  Savior's  near  515 

Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities  089 

Behold !  the  blind  their  sight  receive  540 

Behold  how  Adam's  helpless  race  118 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree  632 

Behold  the  grace  appears  154 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  404 

Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay  1133 

Behold  the  leprous  Jew  476 

Beliold  the  potter  and  the  clay  218 

Behold  the  Rose  of  Sharon  here  351 

Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb  332 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation  Stone  370 

Behold  the  spouse  oppressed  with  fears  719 

Behold  the  Shepherd's  tender  care  468 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace  885 

Behold  the  woman's  promis'd  Seed  158 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant.  Lord  898 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace  205 
Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth    414 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine  560 

Believers  own  they  are  but  blind  211 

Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills  800 

Beneath  the  sacred  throne  of  God  493 

Beside  the  gospel  pool  1090 

Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares  699 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand  773 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see  986 
Blcss'd  are  the  dead  ;  yea,  saith  the  word  1248 

Bless'd  are  the  sons  of  peace  670 

Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know  122 

Bless'd  be  the  dear  uniting  love  193 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God  444 

Bless'd  is  the  man,  for  ever  bless'd  251 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds  609 

Bless'd  be  the  nation  where  the  Lord  32 

Bless'd  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine  997 

Bless'd  Jesus,  source  of  every  grace  1262 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God  1S7 

Blessed  Jesus,  thee  we  sing  466 


776  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  HNE3. 

Bless'd  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  thoughts  G17 

Bless'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence  89 

Blood  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies  376 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  134 

Bought  with  the  Savior's  precious  blood  2s6 

Breathe  from  the  gentle  south,  0  Lord  920 

Brethren,  would  you  know  your  stay  231 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  150 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave  1123 

But  few  among  the  carnal  wise  219 

By  covenant  transaction  and  blood  261 

By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God  629 

By  faith  in  Christ  we're  justified  537 

By  faith  I  know  the  worlds  were  made  519 

By  fiery  trials  God  shall  purge  727 

By  the  poor  widow's  oil  and  meal  763 

By  various  maxims,  forms  and  rules  394 

By  whom  was  David  taught  775 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find  51 

Cheer  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy  seat,  915 

Cheer  up,  ye  trembling  souls  760 

Children  of  the  heavenly  king,  190 

Child  of  sorrow,  child  of  care  705 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme  125 

Christ  bears  the  name  of  all  the  saints  379 

Christ  exalted,  is  our  song  933 

Christ  is  mine,  and  I  am  his  777 

Christ  is  my  all,  my  sure  defence  978 

Christ  is  the  eternal  Rock  209 

Christ  plans  the  temple  of  the  Lord  346 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day  435 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  ths  skies  929 

Christians,  dismiss  your  fears  437 

Christians,  if  your  hearts  be  warm  il50 

Come,  all  harmonious  to:igues  417 

Come,  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God  415 

Come,  all  ye  dear  believers  1023 

Come,  all  ye  sons  of  grace  and  view  1145 

Come  all  ye  weary  pilgrims  1091 

Come,  and  behold  the  place  1124 
Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love,  &c.     545 

Come  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord  1178 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light  507 
Come,  come,  my  soul,  with  boldness  come   943 

Come  children,  the  Lord  718 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell  1179 

Come,  every  gracious  heart  935 


A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES. 


777 


Come  happy  sonls,  approach  your  God  1<j3 

Come  hither,  ye  that  faiu  would  kuow  418 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  BU 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine   ■.  1119 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove  601 
Come,  Lord,  and  warm  eacli  hmguid  heart,  1286 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  402 

Come  let  us  join  with  saints  above  2G8 

Come  let  us  lift  our  voices  high  1107 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare  874 

Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays  958 

Come,  raise  your  thankful  voice  273 
Come,  saints,  and  shoutthe  Savior's  praise    802 

Come,  saints,  and  sing  in  sweet  accord  257 

Come  see  the  man  at  Jesus'  feet  810 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  869 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing  934 

Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus  324 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord  676 

Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord  1111 

Come,  ye  that  fgar  the  Lord  1086 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Savior's  name  330 

Compar'd  with  Christ,  in  all  beside  191 

Could  I  with  men  or  angels  vie  602 

Could  the  creatures  help  or  ease  us  886 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord  901 

Constrain'd  by  the  Lord  to  embark  1026 

Courage,  my  soul,  behold  the  prize  769 

Curst  be  the  man,  forever  curst  114 

Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name  1005 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness  868 

Daughters  of  Zion,  come  behold  690 

Dear  friends  farewell,  I  do  yen  tell  821 

Dear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest  504 

Dear  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love  1109 

Dear  Lord,  ray  panting  soul  inflame  936 

Dear  Lord,  to  us  assembled  here  877 

^>ear  Lord,  though  bitter  is  the  cup  655 

'•'ear  Lord,  why  should  I  doubt  thy  love  698 

)ear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul  1019 

Dear  Savior,  make  me  wise  to  see  1076 

Dear  Savior,  we  are  thine  194 

Dear  Savior,  when  my  thoughts  recall  568 

Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people  here  897 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above  66i> 

Dearest  Savior  !  we  adore  thee  601 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid  1223 

Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now  1226 


778  A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES 

Death  is  no  more  a  frigMful  foe  124G 

Deep  in  the  dust  before  thy  throne  85 

Deep  in  the  everlasting  mind  229 

Depraved  minds  on  ashes  feed  996 

Descend  from  lieaven,  immortal  Dove  502 

Despise  me  not,  my  carnal  friends  1149 

Dismiss  us  wilh  thy  blessing,  Lord,  1198 

Does  conscience  lay  a  guilty  charge  290 

Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim  804 

Do  I  believe  what  Jesus  saith  683 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  0  ray  Lord  613 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word  1112 

Dost  thou  my  profit  seek  659 

Down  to  the  sacred  wave,  1122 

Draw  my  soul  to  thee,  my  Lord,  883 

Elijah's  example  declares  1055 

Emptied  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be  998 

Encompass'd  with  clouds  of  distress  1035 

Encourged  by  thy  word  894 

Enslaved  by  sin,  and  bound  in  chains  284 

Eternal  God.  Almighty  Cause     '  8 
Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  stretc'd  abroad,  151 

Eternal  God  !  enthron'd  on  high,  1215 

Eternal  Power  !  whose  high  abode    .  1 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  63 

Exalted  Prince  of  Life  !  we  own  566 

Exceeding  precious  is  my  Lord  1066 

Expand,  my  soul,  arise,  my  song  228 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  526 

Faith  has  for  its  foundation  broad  520 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence  609 

Faith  owes  its  birth  to  sovereign  grace  510 

Faith,  'tis  a  precious  grace  508 

Faith's  a  convincing  proof  513 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known  846 
Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone  974 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night  1293 

Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee  672 
Farewell  my  dear  brethren,  the  time,  &c.    823 

Fai'ewell,  my  friends,  I  must  begone  822 

Father,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see  1283 

Father  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  293 

Father  of  heaven  !  almighty  King  1158 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word  99 

Father,  we  seek  thy  grace  762 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  657 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  779 

Fear  is  a  grace  whicli  ever  dwells  643 

Firm  as  the  earth,  thy  gospel  stands,  147 

Finn  and  unmov'd  are  they  793 

Fierce  passions  discompose  the  mind  817 

Fix'd  was  the  eternal  state  of  man  232 

Fix  my  heart  and  eyes  on  thee  681 

Fools,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  say  90 

For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord  692 

Forest  beasts  that  live  by  prey  732 

For  a  season  call'd  to  part  202 

For  mercies,  countless  as  the  sands  954 

For  us  the  dear  Redeemer  died  779 

For  weary  saints,  a  rest  remains  808 

Free  grace  !  melodious  sound  490 

Free  grace  to  every  heaven-born  soul  492 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  40S 
From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thought     250 

From  Egypt  lately  freed  755 

From  east  to  west  let  others  roam  816 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise  1284 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise  619 

From  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief  514 

From  Zion,  God  declares  1044 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise  580 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  75 

Give  to  the  Father  praise  1312 

Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear  866 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken  827 

Glory  to  God  on  high  939 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's  name  1306 

Glory,  to  God,  who  reigns  above  180 

Glory  to  the  Eternal  be  1305 

Glory  to  the  eternal  King  16 

God,  be  merciful  to  me  925 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son  131 

God  is  a  name  my  soul  adores  3 

God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise  59 

God  is  our  refuge  and  defence  819 

God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  saints  850 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way  68 

God,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope  578 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  1210 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down  900 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call  916 

God  of  the  seas,  thy  thund'ring  voice  36 

God  shall  alone  the  Refuge  be  58 

God  thus  commanded  Jacob's  seed  805 


780  A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

God,  who  in  various  methods  told  100 

God  with  us !  0  glorious  name  329 

Go,  preach  my  gospel,  saitli  the  Lord  123 

Go  search  the  scriptures,  saith  the  Lord  140 

Go  worship  at  Iramanuel's  feet         .  HfiS 

Grace,  like  a  fountain,  ever  flows  1004 

Grace  is  Jehovah's  sovereign  will  771 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound  489 

Grace  triumphant  in  the  throne  41)6 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame  11 

Great  Fountain  of  Grace  757 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings  837 

Great  God,  before  thy  throne  1203 

Great  God!  from  thee  there's  nought,  &c.  305 

Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  25 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just  1222 

Great  God,  my  Maker,  and  my  King  6 

Great  God  of  Providence,  thy  ways  69 

Great  God,  thy  glories  shall  employ  49 

Great  God,  we  in  thy  name  appear  1115 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might  47 

Great  Leader  of  thine  Israel's  host  688 

Gx'eat  Rock  for  weary  travelers  made  813 

Great  Source  of  all  eternal  grace  258 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great  137 

Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah  1243 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews  607 

Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say  907 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus  !  how  divine  486 

Hail,  sovereign  grace,  that  first  began  485 

Hail,  the  blest  morn,  when  the  great,  &c,  174 

Hail,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow  1205 

Hail,  thou  ouce  despised  Jesus  412 

Happy  the  birth  where  grace  presides  493 

Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  place  849 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign  604 

Happy  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord  644 

Hark!  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls  267 
Hark  !  how  the  blood-bought  hosts  above    199 

Hark  !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  764 

Hark !  the  glad  sound,  the  Savior  comes  172 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing  168 

Hark !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices  454 

Hark!  the  Redeemer  from  on  high  354 

Hark  !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice  1020 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy  271 

Hasten,  Lord,  to  my  release  926 


A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES.  781 

Head  of  the  church  triumphant  210 

Hear,  gracious  God,  a  sinner's  cry  880 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan  i)03 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  S99 

Hear  me,  0  Lord,  in  ray  distress  928 

Hear  wliat  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken  8(55 

Hear  wliat  the  Hope  of  Israel  saith  863 

Hear  what  the  Lord,  in  vision,  said  448 

Hearken,  Lord,  to  my  complaint  922 

He  dies !  the  Friend  of  sinners,  dies  446 

He  lives!  the  great  Redeemer,  lives  455 

He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Savior  reigns  1268 

He  that  hath  for  his  refuge  God  581 

He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known  179 

Heirs  of  an  immortal  crown  1106 
Hence  from  my  soul,  sad  thoughts,  begone  675 

Heralds  of  creation !  cry  60 

Here,  Lord,  my  soul  convicted  stands  112 

High  on  his  Father's  royal  seat  345 

His  Master  taken  from  his  head  768 

Hither  !  ye  poor,  ye  sick,  ye  blind  V58 

Holy  and  Reverend  is  the  name  7 

Holy  Bible  !  book  divine  105 

Holy  Lord  God,  I  love  thy  truth  551 

Honey,  though  the  bee  prepares  1042 

Hosannah  to  King  David's  Son  1309 

Hosaunah  the  Church's  Head  1132 

Hosannah  to  our  conquering  King  950 

Hosannah  to  the  Prince  of  Light  443 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord  70 

How  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod  1098 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet  130 

How  condescending  and  how  kind  1160 

How  charming  is  the  place  856 

How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop  579 

How  can  ye  hope,  deluded  souls  119 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  835 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  tUe,&c.  751 

How  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work  1130 

How  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way  1071 

How  happy  are  the  saints  above  1292 

How  happy  are  we  222 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  586 

How  high  a  privilege  'tis  to  know  263 

How  honorable  is  the  place  848 

How  is  our  nature  spoil'd  by  sin  386 

How  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is  459 

How  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet  857 


782  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

How  long,  0  Lord,  shall  I  complain  1016 

How  long  shall  death,  the  tyi-ant,  reign  1258 

How  many  hapless  souls  we  see  890 
How  mighty  thou  art,  0  Lord,  to  convert     487 

How  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart  5.58 

HoAv  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove  243 

How  oft  I  murmur  and  repine  1014 

HoAv  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair  836 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine  98 

How  prone  the  mind  to  search  for  ill  748 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  1047 

How  safe  are  all  the  chosen  race  198 

How  shall  I  praise  the  eternal  God  48 

How  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race  37 

How  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear  295 

How  soon  the  Savior's  gracious  call  572 

How  sore  a  plague  is  sin  i012 
How  strange  is  the  course  that  a  christian  1037 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place  11G5 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight  614 

How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel  sound  13G 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  746 

How  tedious  and  tiresome  the  hours  603 

How  vain  are  all  things  below  981 

How  vast  the  benefits  divine  235 

How  watchful  is  our  guardian  Lord  789 

How  wondrous  are  the  works  of  God  278 

Humble  souls  who  seek  salvation  1108 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor  913 

I  am  a  stranger  here  below  1022 

I  am,  saith Christ,  the  way,  359 

I  am,  saith  Christ,  your  glorious  Head,  317 

I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow,  1007 

I  cannot  bear  thine  absence.  Lord,  1241 

If  ever  it  could  come  to  pass,  770 

If  for  a  time  the  sea  be  calm  737 

If  God  is  mine  then  present  things  697 

If  I  must  sing,  I'll  sing  of  grace             ,  494 

If  Jesus  is  ours,  we  have  a  true  friend,  778 

If  Lord  in  thy  fair  book  of  life  952 

If  Paul  in  Csesar's  court  must  stand  7G5 

If  Solomon  for  wisdom  prayed  875 

If  this  be.  Lord,  the  way  1010 

If  thou,  dear  Jesus,  art  my  Lord  1177 

If  to  Jesus  for  relief  534 

If  unbeliefs  that  sin  accurs'd  1067 

I  lift  my  banners,  saith  the  Lord  8a3 


A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES  7P3 

I'll  speak  the  honors  of  my  King  364 

t  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries  970 

I  love  the  sacred  book  of  God  106 

I  love  the  sons  of  grace  620 

I  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace  995 

I'm  in  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears  605 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord  682 

Imputed  righteousness  is  strange  314 

I  my  Ebenezer  raise  658 

In  all  my  troubles  and  distress  979 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee  29 

In  all  our  worst  afflictions  517 

In  all  the  acts  of  sovereign  grace  409 
In  Christ,  the  Rock,  let  those  who  dwell        946 

Incarnate  God,  the  soul  that  knows  701 

Indulgent  God,  to  thee  I  raise  478 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine  323 

Infinite  grief,  amazing  wo  564 

In  Gabriel's  hand,  a  miglity  stone  710 

In  heaven  my  choicest  treasm-e  lies  806 

In  hope  of  life  eternal  given  1252 

In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known  908 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands  1114 

la  mounts  of  danger  and  of  straits  7o6 

In  mercy,  not  in  Avrath  rebuke  896 

Innumerable  foes  1003 

In  one  harm'onious,  cheerful  song  797 

In  Sharon's  lovely  Rose  353 
In  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise     495 

In  Sandis  was  found  829 

In  themselves  as  weak  as  worms  887 

In  thee,  0  Lord,  I  trust  707 

In  ties  of  blood,  with  Zion  one  215 

In  the  scheme  of  man's  salvation  234 

Into  thine  hand,  0  God  of  truth  903 

In  types  and  shadows,  we  are  told  382 

In  union  with  the  Lamb  188 

In  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith,  645 

In  vain  Uie  sealed  cave  441 

In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God  296 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away  985 

I  sing  my  Savior's  wondi-ous  death  400 

Israel,  in  ancient  days  115 

Israel  in  Egypt,  sor.ef  oppress'd  722 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face  442 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  633 

It  is  not  death  to  die  1256 

It  is  the  Lord  enthroned  in  light  651 


t&l  A  TABLE  OF  FIBST  LINES. 

It  is  the  Lord,  our  Savior's  hand  652 

It  shall  be  well,  let  Zion  know  801 

I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did  977 

I  Avaited  patient  for  the  Lord  1084 

I  would,  but  cannot  sing  733 
I  would  not  live  alway,  I  ask  not  to  stay     1217 

I  will  praise  thee  every  day  955 

Jehovah  in  counsel  233 

Jehovah  is  my  righteousness  310 

Jehovah  reigns,  he  dwells  in  light  26 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high  50 

Jehovah's  awful  name  revere  626 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  1129 

Jesus  at  thy  command  1051 

Jesus,  before  thy  face  I  fall  627 

Jesus,  behold  thy  children  here  1151 

Jesus  commands  his  saints  195 

Jesus,  commissioned  from  above  33€ 

Jesus  draws  the  chosen  race  1061 

Jesus  hath  suflfered  once  for  sin  419 

Jesus,  heaven's  supreme  delight  356 

Jesus  heals  the  broken  hearted  380 

Jesus  I  love  thy  charming  name  328 

Jesus  immutably  the  same  341 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold  375 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies  1162 

Jesus  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  326 

Jesus  is  mine,  I'm  now  prepared  1190 

Jesus  is  precious,  saith  the  word  628 

Jesus  is  the  chiefest  good  460 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  596 

Jesus,  lover  of  ray  soul  1052 

Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Zion  1113 

Jesus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone  358 

Jesus,  my  love,  my  chief  delight  327 

Jesus,  my  Savior  and  my  God  796 

Jesus,  my  Savior,  let  me  be  1105 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne      •         389 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  624 

Jesus  is  our  great  salvation  499 

Jesus  our  Savior  and  our  God  153 

Jesus,  our  soul's  delightful  choice  527 

Jesus,  our  triumphant  Head  439 

Jesus,  O  name  divinely  sweet  1170 

Jesus,  Shepherd  of  thy  people  783 

Jesus,  source  of  our  salvation  600 

Jesus,  the  eternal  Son  of  God  133 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  785 

Jesus,  the  glorious  head  of  grace  713 

Jesus,  the  great,  the  mighty  God  631 

Jesus,  the  lieavenly  lover  gave  355 

Jesus,  the  Lord,  iu  whom  combine  830 

Jesus,  the  man  ot  constant  grief  221 

Jasus,  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore  325 

Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine  338 

Jesus,  the  sum  and  substance  is  143 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness  299 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me  622 

Jesus,  thy  miracles  declare  1186 

Jesus,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name  217 

Jesus,  we  own  thy  sovereign  sway  1146 

Jesus,  what  shall  I  do  to  shoAV  616 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding  iiiiS 

Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  above,  272 

Join  all  tlie  glorious  names  362 

Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power  361 

Join  every  tongue  to  sing  292 

Jonah,  the  prophet,  once  tvas  sent  1043 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow  680 

Joy  to  the  Avorld,  the  Lord  is  come  !  160 

Judge  me.  Lord,  in  righteousness  923 

Just  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word  674 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things  15 

Kind  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks  694 

Kind  is  the  speech  of  Christ,  our  Lord  740 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake  861 

Laid  by  Jehovah's  might  hands  347 

Lamb  of  God  !  we  fall  before  thee  !  559 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one  1164 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise  22 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  103 

Let  avarice,  from  shore  to  shore  107 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown  124 

Let  every  quickened  ear  attend  148 

Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  41 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Savior  say  6S6 

Let  me,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all  716 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be  78 

Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line  266 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem  606 

Let  Sion,  in  her  King  rejoice  851 

Let  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high  1267 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie  34 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood  91 


786  A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LIIIES. 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast  465 

Let  those  who  inhabit  the  Rock  791 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Savior,  8()4 

Let  us  adore  the  eternal  Word  llfil 

Let  us  ask  the  important  question  51S 

Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder  940 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  persue  543 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  855 

Let  Zion  in  her  songs  record  1065 

Let  Zion  rejoice  and  exultingly  aing  786 

Let  Zion  songs  of  triumph  sing  201 

Light  of  those,  whose  dreary  dwelling  335 

Like  Israel,  Lord  am  I  585 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray  425 

Lo  !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending  12(>3 

Lo  !  He  cometh !  countless  trumiiets  1266 

Lo  !  the  destroying  angel  flies  385 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears  177 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight  605 

Look  down,  0  Lord.Nvith  pitying  eye,  907 

Look  up,  ye  saints,  direct  your  eyes  62 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound  1075 

Lord,  afford  a  spring  to  me  839 

Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold  1171 

Lord,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  me  696 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  1201 

Lord,  dost  thou  show  a  corner  stone  322 

Lord,  fill  thy  servant's  heart  to-day  1184 

Lord,  forever  at  thy  side  633 

Lord,  for  thy  servant  David's  sake  867 

Lord,  God,  omnipotent  to  bless  908 
Lord,  hast  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways     776 

Lord,  help  us  on  thy  word  to  feed  1200 

Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  781 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was  116 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove  994 

Lord,  I  am  tliine,  entirely  thine  1074 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin  87 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go  871 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart  634 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress  88 

Lord,  let  me  see  thy  beauteous  face  902 

Lord,  let  my  prayer  like  incense  rise  927 

Lord  of  creation's  wondrous  frame  260 

Lord,  send  thy  spirit  down  966 

Lord,  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God  10 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant's  cry  971 
Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seea  me  thro'   28 


A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES.  737 

Lord,  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam  14 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand  845 

liord,  to  this  fountain  we  repair  1148 

Lord,  we  adore  tliy  vast  designs  83 

Lord,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals,  blind  23 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace  975 

Lord,  what  a  riddle  is  my  soul  1006 

Lord,  what  a  wretchad  land  is  this  9S9 

Lord,  what  is  man  !  poor,  feeble  man  1213 

Lord,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first  9i5 

Lord,  when  I  hear  thy  children  talk  C61 

Lord,  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom  5S7 
Lord,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll  423 
Lord,  wiieu  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys,      66 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  445 

Lord,  with  a  griev'd  and  aching  heart  565 

Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound  135 

Love  is  the  fouataiu  whence  621 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Savior  1303 

May  this  be  a  much  favor'd  hour  llSl 

Meekly  in  Jordan's  swelling  stream  1120 

Men  seek  the  Lord  with  careless  thought  891 

IMighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee  170 

Mistaken  men  may  brawl  783 

'Mong  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race  391 

Mortals,  awake  !   with  angels  join  167 

M}'  business  is  at  wisdom's  gate  892 

;My  Captain  sounds  the  alarm  of  wai  1001 

My  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love  820 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  165 

!My  gracious  Redeemer  Hove  594 

My  grateful  tongue,  immortal  King  2 

My  God,  assist  me  while  I  raise  344 

My  God,  how  cheerful  is  the  sound  524 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  648 

My  God,  how  perfect  are  thy  ways  315 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs  77 
My  God,  my  Creator,  the  heavens  did  bow,  181 

;My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name  !  6(i5 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love  973 

My  God,  my  portion  and  my  love  980 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys  9.% 

My  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell  834 

My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine  506 

My  harp  untuned  and  laid  aside  734 

My  never  ceasing  soug  shall  show  45 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  724 


783  A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

My  Savior  and  my  King  844 

My  Savior,  let  me  hear  thy  voice  264 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  366 

My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need  365 

My  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all  182 

My  soul,  come  meditate  the  day  1229 

My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delights  984 

My  soul  how  lovely  is  the-place  838 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  1017 

My  soul  repeat  his  praise  43 

My  soul,  take  courage  from  the  Lord  872 

My  soul,  this  curious  house  of  clay  1255 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  691 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord  647 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy  656 

My  waken'd  soul,  extend  thy  wings  1273 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came   _  654 

No,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more  1233 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more  685 

No  prophet,  nor  dreamer  of  dreams  1096 

No  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes  841 

No  strength  of  nature  can  suffice  113 

No  wit,  nor  works  of  man  538 
Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard          393 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts  378 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth  269 

Not  from  the  dust  atfiiction  grows  79 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust  53 

Not  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze  149 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord  196 

Not  unto  us,  but  thee  alone  1195 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes  677 

Nothing  but  thy  blood,  0  Jesus  287 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme  270 

Now  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing  406 

Now  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd  407 
Now,  dearest  Lord,  to  praise  thy  name         316 

Now  for  a  theme  of  thankful  praise  438 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise  447 

Now  have  I  found  the  ground  wherein  289 

Now  in  the  galleries  of  his  grace  741 

Now  in  thy  praise,  eternal  King  1021 

Now  I  see,  whate'er  betide  747 

Now  let  a  spacious  world  arise  72 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  422 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey  458 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive  1242 


A  TABLE  OP  FI^ST  LINES.  789 

Now  let  our  sonls,  on  winj^a  sublime  1234 

Now  let  the  Father  and  the  Son  1311 

Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong  754 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  Savior  smile  987 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains  453 

Now,  Lord,  inspire  the  preacher's  heart  912 

Now,  Lord,  thy  saving  power  display  1185 

Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead  1192 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  1194 

Now  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face  481 

Now  Satan  comes,  with  dreadful  roar  95 

Now  shall  my  inward  joys  arise  847 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  152 

Now  to  the  Lord  that  makes  us  know  387 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme  473 

Now  to  thy  praise,  Eternal  King  1021 

O,  bless'd  abode  !  and  happy  they  811 

.0,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  39 

O,  bless  thy  servant,  dearest  Lord  1180 

O,  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord  413 

O,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth  961 

O'er  mercy's  unfathom'd  abj'ss  237 

Of  all  the  gifts  thine  hand  bestows  533 

Of  God's  great  love,  ere. thine  began  242 

O,  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day  1013 

O,  for  a  heart  to  seek  my  God  717 

O,  for  an  overcoming  faith  1221 

O,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  962 

Oft  as  I  look  upon  the  road  706 

Often  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night  739 

Oft  has  my  soul  in  secret  bless'd  662 

O  God,  my  Sun,  thy  blissful  rays  582 

O,  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  561 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone  924 

0  God,  whose  favorable  eye  1103 

O  happy  day  when  saints  shall  meet  825 

0  happy  souls,  how  fast  you  go  636 

0  happy  souls  who  safely  pass'd       •  1249 

0  happy  spouse,  Jehovah's  bride  213 

O  !  how  happy  are  they  679 

Oh,  could  I  find  some  peaceful  bower  641 

Oh !  that  my  soul,  as  heretofore  1030 

O,  laud  of  Rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  807 

O,  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still  640 

O  Lord,  how  lovely  is  thy  name  1068 

O  Lord,  how  vile  am  I  629 

0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee  595 


790  A  TABLE  OP  FIRTT  LINES. 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil  649 

O  Lord,  ouf  heavenly  King  85 

O  Love  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art  597 

O,  my  distrustful  heart  225 

O,  m}'  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  774 

0,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  powers  4S3 

Once,  as  the  Friend  of  sinners  dear  4(j7 

Once  by  the  law  I  vainly  thought  576 

Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong  102S 

Once  more  before  we  part  1199 

Once  more  the  constant  Sun  1204 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God  1182 

Once  perishing,  in  blood,  I  lay  1079 

One  glance  of  thine.  Eternal  Lord  919 

One  there  is  above  all  others  745 

One  thing  with  all  my  soul's  desire  921 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand  12SS 

On  Sion,  his  most  holy  Mount  133 

Oa  the  mountain's  top  appearing  589 

On  what  has  now  been  sown  1197 
On  wings  of  faith,  mount  up,  my  soul,  &c.  1287 

On  yonder  glorious  height  12(;4 

On  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood  1040 

On  Zio:i's  sacred  mount  I  saw  280 

Oppress'd  with  unbeliaf  and  sia  1054 

O,  Shepherd  of  Israel,  divine  930 

0,  speak  that  gracious  word  again  1056 
0,  tiiat  my  groveling  thoughts  might  rise      932 

0,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  1046 

O,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour  983 

O,  the  almighty  Lord  30 

O,  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joyg  1295 

0,  the  mysterious  depths  of  grace  256 

0,  the  power  of  love  divine  274 
O,  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul,  &c.        948 

Our  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days  12U 

Our  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands  73S 

Our  Jesus  is  the  christian's  hope  574 

Our  Jesus  loves  his  dear  elect  230 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  452 

Our  nature's  totally  deprav'd  553 

Our  Savior  alone,  the  Lord  let  us  bless  937 

Our  Savior  bow'd  beneath  the  wave  1125 

Our  Savior  magnified  the  law  303 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be  12S0 

Our  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord  157 

Our  spirits  join  to  adore  the  Lamb  116S 

Out  of  the  depths  of  wo  1060 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  791 

0  what  a  narrow,  narrow  path  660 

O  what  a  sad  and  doleful  night  420 

O  what  rich  treasure,  all  divine  964 

O,  what  shall  I  do  my  Savior  to  praise  933 

O  Zl^n,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave  192 

Peace  by  his  cross  hath  Jesus  made  297 

Peace  !  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand  1240 

Pensive,  doubting,  fearful  heart  714 

People  of  the  living  God  1092 

Perfect  holiness  of  spirit  1277 

Permit  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face  612 

Physician  of  my  sin-sick  soul  911 

Pilgrims  we  are,  and  heavenward  bound  1002 

Pity  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord  1156 

Pity,  0  Lord,  my  sinful  heart  917 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair  283 

Poor,  weak,  and  worthless,  though  I  am  277 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid  462 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  1397 

Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might  951 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join  46 

Prayer  is  the  saint's  sincere  desire  910 

Precious  Bible  !  what  a  treasure  104 

Prepare  a  thankful  song  956 

Prepare  me,  gracious  God  123S 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet  567 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart  552 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs  164 

Regard,  great  God  my  mournful  prayer  879 

Rejoice,  believer,  in  the  Lord  185 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King  393 

Rejoice,  the  Savior  reigns  410 

Rejoice,  ye  saints,  in  every  state  244 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state  1230 

Remember  us,  we  pray  thee.  Lord  914 

Repentance  is  a  gift  bestow'd  556 

Resistless  Sovereign  of  the  skies  700 

Return  to  bless  my  waiting  eyes  913 

Righteous  are  the  works  of  God  1039 

Righteousness  to  the  believer  300 

Rise  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run  1294 

Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground  24 

Rock  of  Ages,  shelter  me  363 

Bainta,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word  653 


792  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Salvation  by  grace  203 

Salvation  !  0  melodious  sound  477 

Salvation!  0  the  joyful  sound  471 

Salvation  !  what  a  glorious  plan  480 

Savior  divine  I  we  know  thy  name  *  313 

Savior  of  men!  and  Lord  of  love  171 

Savior,  shine,  and  cheer  my  soul  895 

Savior,  thy  law  we  love  1121 

Savior,  visit  thy  plantation  909 

Say,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad  859 

See  Aaron,  God's  anointed  priest  384 

See  a  poor  sinner,  gracious  Lord  639 

See  !  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead  436 

See  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand  1207 

See  how  the  willing  converts  trace  1128 

See,  Lord,  thy  willing  subjects  bow  430 

See  what  a  living  Stone  371 

Self-righteous  souls  on  works  rely  491 

Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays  4S4 

Shall  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross  12G 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood  1219 

Shepherds,  rejoice  !  lift  up  your  eyes  155 

Show  pity.  Lord  ;  0  Lord,  forgive  563 

Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour  611 
Sight,  hearing,  feeling,  taste,  and  smell         535 

Siu  euslav'd  me  many  years  550 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arta  92 

Sin,  like  a  venomous  disease  93 

Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord  31 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  .161 

Sing  unto  him  who  lov'd  and  bled  197 

Sin,  when  view'd  b}'  scripture  light  1095 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise  522 

So  fair  a  face  bedew'd  with  tears  1172 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express  1097 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises  673 

Sons  of  God  by  bless'd  adoption  1244 

Sons  of  God  in  tribulation  720 

Sons  we  are,  through  God's  election  226 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high  265 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies  2:59 

Space  and  duration  God  doth  fill  207 

Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood  f)06 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears  795 

Submissive  to  thy  will,  ray  God  61)3 

Supported  by  thy  word  531 

Sure,  there's  a  righteous  God  84 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  38 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  793 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  815 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  hist  I  felt  1085 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  1214 

Tellrae  no  more  of  earthly  toys  512 

Temptations,  trials,  doubts  and  fears  695 

Ten  thousand  talents  once  I  owed  1094 

Tluit  awful  day  will  surely  come  1269 

That  grace  might  reign  with,  &c.  10S2 

That  man  no  guard  nor  weapons  needs  702 

That  was  a  wonder  working  word  247 

The  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high  743 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high  726 

The  book  of  nature  open  lies  396 

The  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup  1176 

The  castle  of  the  human  heart  547 

Tiie  church  of  God  is  fair  833 

The  covenant  of  free  grace  254 

The  cross  of  Christ  inspires  my  heart  1174 

The  day  is  past  and  gone  1216 

Thee  we  adore,  eternalWord  166 

Thee  will  I  love,  0  Lord,  my  strength  1048 

Thee  will  1  praise,  0  Lord,  my  light  666 

The  evils  that  beset  our  path  1301 

The  Father's  free  electing  grace  245 

The  glorious  gospel  of  our  God  141 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  102 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  401 

The  God  of  our  salvation  hears  80 

The  good  old  way  that  leads  to  God  357 

The  gospel  brings  tidings  to  each,  &G  146 

The  great  Redeemer  we  adore  1126 

The  happy  Eunuch  when  baptized  1116 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned,  &c.  965 

The  hope  set  before  us  577 

The  ice  and  snow  we  lately  saw  482 

The  kine  unguided  -went  1101 

The  King  of  glory  sends  his  Son  159 

The  King  of  saints  his  table  spreads  1157 

The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face  843 

The  Lamb  is  exalted,  repentance  to  give  557 

The  lands  that  long  in  darkness  lay  372 

Thi  law  by  Moses  came  117 

The  law  commands  and  makes  us  know  109 

The  law  of  heavy,  hard  commands  121 

The  law,  supposing  I  have  all  120 

The  lion  that  on  Sampson  roar'd  730 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  693 


794  A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

The  Lord  declares  his  will  110 

The  Loi'd  descending  from  above  129 

The  Lord  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  44 
The  Lord  in  the  day  of  his  anger,  did  lay,    276 

The  Lord  in  Zion  reigns  715 

The  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  proclaim  156 

The  Lord  is  King  upon  his  throne  343 

The  Lord  is  my  strength  and  my  song  709 

The  Lord  is  on  our  side  105S 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  3()7 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  837 
The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high,  27 

The  Lord  of  life  his  table  spreads  1153 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  312 

The  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise  532 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  1271 

The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King  55 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divine  570 

The  man  that's  only  born  of  man  279 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace  426 

The  moon  has  but  a  borrow'd  light  397 

The  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace  549 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great  678 

There  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood  275 

There  is  a  Friend  that  sticketh  fast  204 

There  is  a  house  not  made  witli  hands  1227 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen  1290 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  1224 

There  is  a  period  known  to  God  240 

There  is  a  place  of  hallowed  peace  1289 

There  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss  1291 

There  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd  220 

The  saints  Emmanuel's  portion  are  1191 

The  saints  should  never  be  dismayed  530 

The  Savior  calls  his  people  sheep  319 

The  Savior  !     O  what  endless  charms  348 

These  glorious  minds,  how  bright,  &c.  1282 

The  sinner  that  by  precious  faith  1297 

The  sinner  that  truly  believes  516 

The  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray  432 

The  sons  of  earth  delight  304 

The  soul  that  would  to  Jesus  press  1003 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word  395 

The  spirits  of  the  just  1250 

The  subject  preached  by  zealous  Paul  1187 

The  table  now  is  spread  1154 

The  true  Messiah  now  appears  178 

The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind  1031 


A  TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES.  795 

The  waters  stood  like  walls  of  brass  1057 

The  wondering  nations  have  beheld  860 

The  wondering  world  enquires  to  know  592 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds  352 

The  voice  of  the  Shepherd  383 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore  1196 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love  128 

The  world  is  poor,  from  shore  to  shore  1093 

Thou  art,  0  God,  a  spirit  pure  9 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb  292 

Thou  fountain  of  bliss,  thy  smile  I  entreat  712 

Thou  great  incarnate  God  1147 

Though  cloudy  skies  and  northern  blasts  120S 

Though  justly  of  wrongs  we  complain  598 

Though  straight  be  the  way  759 

Though  void  of  all  that's  good  1041 

Thou,  Lord,  my  safety,  thou  my  light  858 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight  615 

Thou  only  sovereign  of  my  heart  1050 

Thou  very  paschal  Lamb  "333 

Thou  whom  my  soul  admires  above  350 

Thrice  comfortable  hope  241 

Through  all  the  downward  tracks  of  time  66"4 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scenes  67 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God  1220 

Throughout  the  Savior's  life  we  trace  433 

Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on  1298 

Thus  it  became  the  Prince  ,of  Grace  1117 

Thus  saith  the  Holy  One,  and  true  767 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus  1104 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  those  who  stand  301 

Thus  saith  the  Ruler  of  the  skies  427 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  seas  388 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd  1118 

Thy  church,  0  Lord,  that's  planted  here  828 
Thy  greatness  Lord,  what  thought  can  reach  959 

Thy  mansion  is  the  christian's  heart  876 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  we  praise  945 

Tliy  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme,  &c.  21 

TJiy  name  almighty  Lord  409 

Tliy  names,  how  infinite  they  be  !  12 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God  afford  1183 

Thy  purchas'd  people,  gracious  Lamb  782 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea  999 

Thy  ways,  0  God,  with  wise  design  65 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  82 

'Till  God  the  sinners  heart  illume  539 

'TUl  God  the  Spirit's  rising  beam  281 


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796  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Time,  what  an  empty  vapor  'tis  1212 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  1033 

'Ti.s  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come  512 

'Tis  finished  !  so  the  Savior  cried  285 

'Tis  finished  !  the  Messiah  dies !  29S 

'Tis  hard,  when  we  are  sick  and  poor  (U)7 

'Tis  midnight !  and  on  Olive's  brow  431 

'Tis  mine — the  covenant  of  his  grace  253 
'Tis  Jesus  I  sing,  and  salvation  by  grace       947 

'Tis  my  happiness  below  1032 

'Tis  not  as  led  by  custom's  voice  1110 

'Tis  not  the  law  of  ten  commands  111 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give  671 

'Tis  the  Bridegroom's  voice  I  hear !  212 

'Tis  the  gospel's  joyful  tidings  142 

'Tis  to  his  spouse  that  Jesus  speaks  7(51 

To  Christ  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue  321 

To  comprehend  and  fully  prove  12G1 

To  God  my  Savior  and  my  King  542 

To  God,  the  only  wise  794 
To  him,  to  him,  whose  love  has  wrought      944 

To  Jesus  our  exalted  Lord  1173 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive  637 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name  941 

To  thee  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord  618 

To  tliee  our  wants  are  known  1193 

To  those  who  know  the  Lord,  I  speak  342 

'Tvvas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord  101 

'Twas  fixed  in  God's  eternal  mind  238 

'T\vas  for  our  sake,  eternal  God  421 

'Tvvas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came  73 

'Twas  in  the  night  when  troubles  came  1083 

'Twas  not  to  make  Jehovah's  love  184 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night  1159 

'Twas  to  redeem  his  bride  from  hell  208 

'Twas  when  the  sea  with  horrid  roar  799 

'I was  with  an  everlasting  love  202 

'Twixt  Jesus  and  the  chosen  race  183 

Two  people  came  to  pray  893 

Uncertain  how  the  way  to  find  1027 

Unless  the  Lord  had  been  my  stay  957 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill  792 

Uuto  thine  altar.  Lord  905 

Uprising  from  the  darksome  tomb  306 

Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie  982 

Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high  40 


A  TABLE  OP  FmST  LINES. 


707 


Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 

Wait  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 
Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 
We  are  a  garden  wall'd  around 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin 
Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God 
We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good 
We  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 
Well,  the  Redeemer's  gone 
We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies 
We  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love 
We  travel  through  a  barren  land 
We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show    ■ 
What  cheering  words  are  these 
Wliat  creatures  beside  are  favor'd  like 
What  different  powers  of  grace  and  sin 
Whate'er  to  thee,  our  Lord,  belongs 
AVhat  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 
Whatever  prompts  the  soul  to  pride 
What  hath  God  wrought !  might  Israel 
What  happy  men,  or  angels,  these 
What  heavenly  man,  or  lovely  God 
What  if  we  read  and  understand    . 
What  is  our  God,  or  what  his  name 
What  jarring  natures  dwell  within  ! 
What  makes  mistaken  men  afraid 
What  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God 
What  poor  despised  company 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 
What  slavish  fears  disturb  my  mind 
What  strange  perplexities  arise 
What  think  ye  of  Christ,  is  the  test 
What  tongue  can  fully  tell 
What  various  ways  do  men  invent 
Wliat  wisdom,  majesty  and  grace 
When  Aaron  in  the  holy  place 
When  Abraham's  servant,  to  procure 
When  any  turn  from  Ziou's  ways 
When  at  a  distance.  Lord,  we  trace 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend 
When  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind 
When  death  appears  before  my  sight 
When  first  to  claim  me  for  his  own 


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248 

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1254 

708 

17 

591 

8S1 
573 

7(; 

377 
449 
457 
588 
854 
575 

1185 
200 
942 

1045 

11. ;i 

403 

(y>5 

say  953 

1281 

11G9 

108 

4 

1077 
21() 
852 

1152 
840 
127 
711 

1000 
349 

1038 
555 
373 
381 

1127 

1049 
976 

1272 
749 

1236 

1024 


798  A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

When  from  tlie  precepts  to  the  cross  lOSffj 

^Yhen  from  the  truth  professors  turn  790 

Wlien  gathering  clouds  around  I  view  803 

When  God  from  sins  captivity  1059 

When  God  is  nigh  ray  faith  is  strong  1231 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  541 

When  Hannah,  press'd  with  grief  731 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  991 

When  in  the  clouds  with  colors  fair  259 

When  Israel,  by  divine  command  818 

When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand,  1099 

When  Israel  heard  the  fiery  law  1100 

When  Israel's  grieving  tribes  complain'.d  294 

When  Israel's  tribes  were  parched,  &c.  1175 

When  Israel  was  from  Egypt  freed  1102 

When  I  8ur\pey  the  wondrous  cross  1163 

When  1  the  holy  grave  survey  451 

When  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand  74 

When  Jesus'  gracious  hand  1070 

When  Jesus,  with  his  matchless  love  699 

When  Jesus  would  his  grace  proclaim  470 

When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld  1078 

When  languor  and  disease  invade  1247 

When  legal  hopes  my  mind  possessed  1073 

When  man  grows  bold  in  sin  52 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plains  1087 

When  Mercy's  building  to  complete  479 

When  Noah,  with  his  favor'd  few  787 

When  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see  434 

When  our  first  head  and  natural  root  94 
When  overwhelm'd  with  doubts  and  fears    318 

When  overwhelm'd  with  grief  983 

When  Peter,  through  the  tedious  night  144 

When  saint  to  saint,  in  days  of  old  831 

When  shall  all  my  sorrows  end  1034 

When  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen  1275 

Wlien  shall  we  all  meet  again  824 

When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise  334 

When  storms  and  tempests  loudly  howl  729 

When  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell  593 

When  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies  472 

When  the  poor  prisoner,  through,  &c.  1004 

When  the  sun,  with  clieerful  beams  735 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  &c.  1265 

When  through  the  desert  vast  1155 

When  to  his  Father's  fond  embrace  1081 

When  we  baptize  and  see  the  mode  1144 

When  Zion's  sons,  great  God,  appear  1188 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LI>rES.  799 

^Vliere  rrom  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch  61 

Where  must  a  Aveary  sinner  go  809 

,  "UHiere  must  a  sinner  fly  10G2 

Wliere  sliall  we  go  to  seek  and  find  842 

Wherewith,  0  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near  475 

Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord  878 

Whi  e  in  the  vale  of  vision  dead  139 

While  my  Redeemer's  near  B39 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand  1237 
While  Shepherils  watch'd  their  flocks,  &c.    175 

While  sorrows  encompass  me  round  1251 

Whilst  thee  I  seek  protecting  po\Ver  931 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun  1206 

Who  but  the  soul  that's  led  to  know  303 

Who  is  the  trembling  sinner,  who  744 

Who  is  this  fair  one  in  distress  742 

Who  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames  2.^3 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  224 

Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right  723 

Why  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls  252 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  1223 

Why  flow  these  torrents  of  distress  1239 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee  1015 

Why  mourning  souls,  why  flow,  &c.  1083 

Why,  0  mv  soul,  art  thou  dismay'd  812 

AVhy,  0  my  soul,  why  weepest  thou  569 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain  1018 

Why  should  a  son  redeemed  with  blood  1053 

Why  should  my  fears  so  far  prevail  511 

Why  should  our  mourning  thoughts,  &c.  1259 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King  500 

Why  should  this  earth  delight  us  so  1209 
Why  should  the  saints  be  fill'd  with  dread    186 

Why  should  we  shrink  at  death's,  &c.  1245 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  1225 

Why  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  583 

Why  thus  cast  down  my  soul  721 

Wide  is  the  gate  of  death  1009 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  949 

With  all  the  heavenly  host  1304 

With  cheerful  voice  I  sing  360 

With  Christ,  in  God,  our  life  is  hid  785 

With  David's  Lord,  and  ours  255 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind  646 

With  eyes  of  faith  and  wings  of  love  623 

With  heavenly  power,  0  Lord  defend  870 

With  Israel's  God,  who  can  compare  1189 

With  joy  let  each  afflicted  saint  728 


bOO  JL  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace  374 

With  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes  554 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  ray  song  1270 

Withont  dispute  'twixt  bond  or  free  145 

With  pleasure  we  behold  1J07 

With  Satan,  my  accuser,  near  544 
With  transport,  Lord,  thy  saints  proclaim  1299 

With  what  delight  faith  lifts  her  eyes  1300 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  81 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne  1308 

Ye  children  of  God,  by  faith  in  his  Son  464 

Ye  christians  hear  the  joyful  news  1260 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu  337 

Ye  humble  saints  proclaim  abroad  5 

Ye  humble  souls  approach  your  God  18 

Ye  humble  souls  complain  no  more  680 

Ye  humble  souls  rejoice  635 

Ye  islands  of  the  northern  sea  162 

Ye  little  flock  whom  Jesus  feeds  525 

Ye  pilgrims  of  Zion  and  chosen  of  God  784 

Ye  prisoners  of  hope,  o'erwhelmed,  &c.  340 

Ye  rausom'd  sons  of  Adam's  race  262 

Ye  saints,  proclaim  abroad  963 

Ye  servants  of  the  almighty  King  33 

Ye  servants  of  your  God,  his  fame  13 

Yes,  I  shall  soon  be  landed  l276 

Ye  slaves  of  sin,  redeem'd  with  blood  282 

Yes,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign  411 

Yes,  since  God  himself  hath  said  it  703 

Ye  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record  64 

Ye  souls  that  are  weak,  and  helpless,  &c.  399 

Ye  tempted  souls  reflect  1011 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears  584 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  57 

Ye  Avorlds  of  light  that  roll  so  near  320 

Yonder  amazing  sight  I  see  429 

You  must  not  think  the  question  odd  369 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints  752 

Zaccheus  climb'd  a  tree  548 

Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame  690 

Zion's  a  city  God  has  bless'd  832 

Zion  said,  My  Lord  is  gone  !  725 


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